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 Angola and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare 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 Popol Vuh to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Cybotron. All the underground hits.
All Ralphi Rosario tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cowsills 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harpers Bizarre record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Human League,
Ronan,
The Doobie Brothers,
Kas Product,
Gang Gang Dance,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Guru Guru,
Wolf Eyes,
Skriet,
The Smiths,
The Walker Brothers,
Brick,
Smog,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Intrusion,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Barracudas,
Scientists,
Wasted Youth,
Fat Boys,
Black Flag,
Bluetip,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Gong,
Dorothy Ashby,
Pole,
Scan 7,
Roger Hodgson,
Lungfish,
The Golliwogs,
Marc Almond,
Ohio Players,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
U.S. Maple,
Dave Gahan,
The Pretty Things,
Suburban Knight,
Barrington Levy,
Vladislav Delay,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Black Dice,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Maleditus Sound,
Davy DMX,
Young Marble Giants,
Ultravox,
Suicide,
Black Moon,
Panda Bear,
Pharoah Sanders,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Dual Sessions,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Groovy Waters,
Eurythmics,
Visage,
Archie Shepp,
Goldenarms,
Eddi Front,
Hardrive,
Chrome, Chrome, Chrome, Chrome.
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.