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 Montenegro and from Calgary.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro 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 The Motions to the rap 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 Lucky Dragons. All the underground hits.
All Beasts of Bourbon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Second Layer record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a L. Decosne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Unwound,
The Music Machine,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Arthur Verocai,
Donald Byrd,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Joensuu 1685,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Talk Talk,
Faust,
Joey Negro,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Fad Gadget,
Warren Ellis,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Crash Course in Science,
Black Sheep,
Harry Pussy,
Davy DMX,
The Gories,
The Flesh Eaters,
Pierre Henry,
Black Bananas,
Zero Boys,
The Shadows of Knight,
Bill Near,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Anakelly,
The Slackers,
Camberwell Now,
David McCallum,
Theoretical Girls,
Eric Dolphy,
The Buckinghams,
LL Cool J,
The Vogues,
Flamin' Groovies,
Josef K,
Gabor Szabo,
ABC,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Al Stewart,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Dead Boys,
the Fania All-Stars,
John Foxx,
The Real Kids,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Wake,
Hoover,
OOIOO,
MDC,
Inner City,
Harpers Bizarre,
Television Personalities,
The Offenders,
Leonard Cohen,
B.T. Express,
Cybotron,
The Cowsills,
Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci.
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.