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 Argentina and from Lagos.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Sad Lovers and Giants to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Grandmaster Flash. All the underground hits.
All Eli Mardock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Divine Comedy 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sight & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonic Youth,
The Evens,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Sam Rivers,
The Smiths,
The Associates,
Public Enemy,
Scion,
Flash Fearless,
Von Mondo,
Chris & Cosey,
Television Personalities,
Stetsasonic,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Roxette,
Gang of Four,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Soft Machine,
Dennis Brown,
ABC,
Siglo XX,
Model 500,
Fatback Band,
DJ Sneak,
Delon & Dalcan,
Saccharine Trust,
Pole,
PIL,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Bootsy Collins,
Scan 7,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Loose Ends,
Cameo,
JFA,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Trojans,
Surgeon,
Dark Day,
Make Up,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Frankie Knuckles,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Fad Gadget,
Cecil Taylor,
Whodini,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Pharoah Sanders,
Tres Demented,
Schoolly D,
Dead Boys,
Rod Modell,
The Cowsills,
R.M.O.,
Can,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Kinks,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Trumans Water,
Patti Smith,
James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions.
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.