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 Tuvalu 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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Drexciya 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 Ronan. All the underground hits.
All Skarface tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Danielle Patucci 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gun Club record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Associates,
Isaac Hayes,
A Certain Ratio,
Rod Modell,
The Seeds,
Lee Hazlewood,
Unrelated Segments,
Erasure,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Invisible,
Symarip,
Quando Quango,
Black Bananas,
The Skatalites,
Mission of Burma,
Aural Exciters,
Deepchord,
Aaron Thompson,
Sight & Sound,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Mr. Review,
MC5,
The Moody Blues,
ABBA,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Young Marble Giants,
Lindisfarne,
Reuben Wilson,
La Düsseldorf,
John Lydon,
Pussy Galore,
Interpol,
Slave,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Colin Newman,
The Sound,
The Misunderstood,
Kerri Chandler,
Lou Reed,
Silicon Teens,
Gang Starr,
Bobby Byrd,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Curtis Mayfield,
Sarah Menescal,
Porter Ricks,
Hasil Adkins,
Underground Resistance,
Joensuu 1685,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Cramps,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Metal Thangz,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Guru Guru,
Theoretical Girls,
Connie Case,
Bad Manners,
Niagra,
Qualms,
Danielle Patucci,
The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five.
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.