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 Moldova 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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in 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 Masters at Work to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Can. All the underground hits.
All Neil Young & Crazy Horse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kevin Saunderson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 güiro and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Peanut Butter Conspiracy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cluster,
Joe Finger,
New Age Steppers,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Matthew Halsall,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Cecil Taylor,
Deakin,
Negative Approach,
Lalann,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Robert Wyatt,
Vainqueur,
Television,
The Buckinghams,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Leonard Cohen,
Isaac Hayes,
Pulsallama,
Warsaw,
U.S. Maple,
Bauhaus,
Soul II Soul,
Ultravox,
Joey Negro,
Roxette,
Hardrive,
The Gories,
Wally Richardson,
Mr. Review,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Masters at Work,
The Star Department,
Byron Stingily,
Wasted Youth,
X-101,
June of 44,
LL Cool J,
Cal Tjader,
Dennis Brown,
Al Stewart,
Robert Görl,
Toni Rubio,
Avey Tare,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Vladislav Delay,
Barclay James Harvest,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Minor Threat,
D'Angelo,
Suicide,
Rekid,
Joensuu 1685,
Ken Boothe,
Reagan Youth,
Radiohead,
Gang of Four,
New Order,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks.
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.