Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Ecuador and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing EPMD to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell. All the underground hits.
All Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DeepChord presents Echospace record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soft Cell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Grey Daturas,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Gichy Dan,
Lower 48,
The Standells,
Aloha Tigers,
Joe Finger,
Gong,
The Music Machine,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Gladiators,
Bobby Sherman,
The Raincoats,
The Names,
Tom Boy,
Fear,
China Crisis,
Urselle,
Depeche Mode,
Lou Reed,
Flamin' Groovies,
Gabor Szabo,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Sugar Minott,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Crime,
Camouflage,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Qualms,
Erasure,
Matthew Bourne,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Monks,
Yazoo,
ABC,
Magma,
The Young Rascals,
Oneida,
Gregory Isaacs,
Alton Ellis,
Vainqueur,
Reagan Youth,
Make Up,
World's Most,
Ultravox,
The Tremeloes,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Whodini,
Bobbi Humphrey,
In Retrospect,
Supertramp,
Half Japanese,
Chrome,
a-ha,
Funky Four + One,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Chris & Cosey,
Bobby Byrd,
Newcleus,
Deadbeat,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.