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 Bangladesh and from Manchester.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Delon & Dalcan to the punk 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 Rhythm & Sound. All the underground hits.
All The Dead C tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Graham Central Station record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cymande record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gladiators,
Patti Smith,
Mandrill,
Barclay James Harvest,
Marc Almond,
The Angels of Light,
Negative Approach,
Tommy Roe,
Sight & Sound,
The Last Poets,
Smog,
Dawn Penn,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Lakeside,
Eddi Front,
Fear,
The Neon Judgement,
Faust,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Agent Orange,
Kenny Larkin,
Symarip,
Danielle Patucci,
Nils Olav,
Aaron Thompson,
Chris & Cosey,
Sixth Finger,
Pulsallama,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Country Teasers,
Sugar Minott,
Schoolly D,
Tom Boy,
In Retrospect,
The Skatalites,
Reuben Wilson,
Saccharine Trust,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Warsaw,
Archie Shepp,
One Last Wish,
Mary Jane Girls,
Section 25,
Massinfluence,
Vladislav Delay,
Procol Harum,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Magma,
The Martian,
DJ Sneak,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Pretty Things,
Model 500,
Adolescents,
Youth Brigade,
Jawbox,
FM Einheit,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.
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.