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 Antigua and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 808 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 The Trojans to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft. All the underground hits.
All Oppenheimer Analysis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Royal Trux 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bang on a Can All-Stars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 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 Slits,
The Gap Band,
EPMD,
John Coltrane,
Susan Cadogan,
Bob Dylan,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Silicon Teens,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Swell Maps,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Lou Christie,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Smog,
Swans,
MDC,
Marshall Jefferson,
Janne Schatter,
Fear,
Bootsy Collins,
Morten Harket,
Matthew Halsall,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Joe Smooth,
10cc,
Sällskapet,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Litter,
Procol Harum,
Groovy Waters,
Jawbox,
Severed Heads,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Skriet,
Gong,
Funkadelic,
Moebius,
Echospace,
The Martian,
Harpers Bizarre,
Girls At Our Best!,
Tom Boy,
Suburban Knight,
Pylon,
The Mummies,
Zero Boys,
Dawn Penn,
Frankie Knuckles,
Depeche Mode,
Loose Ends,
Suicide,
Jerry's Kids,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Boz Scaggs,
Kerri Chandler,
The Move,
Panda Bear,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Sonics,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ohio Players,
The Divine Comedy,
Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson.
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.