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 Bahrain and from Glasgow.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 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 X-Ray Spex to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Eric B and Rakim. All the underground hits.
All JFA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stetsasonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sonics,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Invisible,
Aural Exciters,
R.M.O.,
Minor Threat,
Moby Grape,
New Order,
Sonny Sharrock,
Erykah Badu,
The Techniques,
Kurtis Blow,
DJ Style,
the Bar-Kays,
Lou Christie,
Au Pairs,
Dawn Penn,
Lindisfarne,
In Retrospect,
Gang Starr,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Harpers Bizarre,
Archie Shepp,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Eric Dolphy,
Technova,
Joy Division,
Tears for Fears,
Delta 5,
Dead Boys,
Reagan Youth,
Prince Buster,
The Gories,
Ken Boothe,
Country Teasers,
Livin' Joy,
Joe Finger,
The Buckinghams,
The Detroit Cobras,
Arab on Radar,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Rakim,
Anthony Braxton,
Barclay James Harvest,
EPMD,
This Heat,
Crime,
Popol Vuh,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Cybotron,
Severed Heads,
Liliput,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Kas Product,
Alphaville,
Half Japanese,
Rotary Connection,
Swell Maps, Swell Maps, Swell Maps, Swell Maps.
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.