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 Italy and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 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 De La Soul & Jungle Brothers to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Fall. All the underground hits.
All The Peanut Butter Conspiracy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Basic Channel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Talk Talk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Ornette Coleman,
Toni Rubio,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Josef K,
Kevin Saunderson,
Outsiders,
Faraquet,
Crispian St. Peters,
Cal Tjader,
World's Most,
Lightning Bolt,
Boredoms,
Sonny Sharrock,
Sound Behaviour,
Peter & Gordon,
The Toasters,
The Blues Magoos,
Motorama,
Flash Fearless,
Nik Kershaw,
Byron Stingily,
Janne Schatter,
Audionom,
Yazoo,
Radio Birdman,
Pere Ubu,
Aural Exciters,
The Trojans,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Clear Light,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Five Americans,
Newcleus,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Velvet Underground,
Hoover,
Throbbing Gristle,
Accadde A,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Music Machine,
Television Personalities,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Lower 48,
Gregory Isaacs,
Iggy Pop,
Siglo XX,
Zero Boys,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Happenings,
The Modern Lovers,
Heaven 17,
Jesper Dahlback,
Simply Red,
Country Teasers,
Sun City Girls,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims.
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.