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 Paraguay and from Philadelphia.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Wasted Youth to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 John Coltrane. All the underground hits.
All The Zeros tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eli Mardock record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Holt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yaz,
Eden Ahbez,
X-101,
John Holt,
Scientists,
Half Japanese,
The Dead C,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Con Funk Shun,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Ponytail,
Buzzcocks,
Schoolly D,
Terry Callier,
the Slits,
The Zeros,
Sandy B,
Roger Hodgson,
Harpers Bizarre,
Guru Guru,
Juan Atkins,
Tubeway Army,
Lindisfarne,
Rotary Connection,
The Tremeloes,
David McCallum,
Drexciya,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Soul II Soul,
Clear Light,
Dual Sessions,
The Vogues,
Tommy Roe,
Moby Grape,
Derrick Morgan,
Lou Reed,
Fear,
T. Rex,
Radiopuhelimet,
Agent Orange,
Johnny Clarke,
The Grass Roots,
Make Up,
Janne Schatter,
Procol Harum,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Birthday Party,
Au Pairs,
Mr. Review,
The Neon Judgement,
Junior Murvin,
Funky Four + One,
ABBA,
Tomorrow,
Ken Boothe,
Marine Girls,
Kevin Saunderson,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The United States of America, The United States of America, The United States of America, The United States of America.
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.