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 Ethiopia and from Madrid.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 guitar 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 Cheater Slicks to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Althea and Donna. All the underground hits.
All Shuggie Otis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABC record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Robert Hood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Wasted Youth,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Monochrome Set,
Josef K,
U.S. Maple,
Bizarre Inc.,
Aural Exciters,
Nils Olav,
The Slackers,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Pretty Things,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Zero Boys,
Todd Rundgren,
The Fuzztones,
Barry Ungar,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Nirvana,
Rapeman,
Sound Behaviour,
Stereo Dub,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Standells,
Unrelated Segments,
Pet Shop Boys,
Pylon,
The Five Americans,
D'Angelo,
Jerry's Kids,
Fela Kuti,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Fortunes,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Livin' Joy,
Lalann,
John Foxx,
The Associates,
Nas,
Lucky Dragons,
Pharoah Sanders,
Blossom Toes,
Prince Buster,
Tommy Roe,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Divine Comedy,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The United States of America,
Anthony Braxton,
Buzzcocks,
Brothers Johnson,
Urselle,
Subhumans,
Swans,
Deakin,
F. McDonald,
A Certain Ratio,
Amon Düül,
Schoolly D,
John Holt, John Holt, John Holt, John Holt.
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.