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 France and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
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 Harmonia to the punk 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 Lalo Schifrin. All the underground hits.
All Derrick Morgan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rapeman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vladislav Delay record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
AZ,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
cv313,
Cybotron,
Easy Going,
Lalo Schifrin,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Dark Day,
Scott Walker,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Camberwell Now,
Subhumans,
The Fugs,
Donald Byrd,
Essential Logic,
Simply Red,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Golliwogs,
Shoche,
Nico,
Sugar Minott,
Dead Boys,
Susan Cadogan,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Tears for Fears,
A Certain Ratio,
Chris Corsano,
EPMD,
Pharoah Sanders,
Suburban Knight,
The Knickerbockers,
kango's stein massive,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Yellowson,
Barbara Tucker,
Spoonie Gee,
Erasure,
Bobby Sherman,
Accadde A,
The Residents,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Youth Brigade,
Alton Ellis,
The Beau Brummels,
Underground Resistance,
Ossler,
Robert Görl,
The Gories,
Matthew Halsall,
Pantytec,
Fluxion,
Altered Images,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Minor Threat,
Desert Stars,
Rod Modell,
Sexual Harrassment,
Delon & Dalcan,
One Last Wish,
Kevin Saunderson,
Andrew Hill,
The Blackbyrds,
Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock.
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.