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 South Africa and from Woodstock.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Theoretical Girls to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Vainqueur. All the underground hits.
All DNA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Second Layer record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter and Kerry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Five Americans,
Big Daddy Kane,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Sandy B,
Soft Machine,
The Cure,
Erykah Badu,
Cal Tjader,
Blake Baxter,
Rites of Spring,
Graham Central Station,
The Flesh Eaters,
Angry Samoans,
Easy Going,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Accadde A,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Michelle Simonal,
Pulsallama,
Second Layer,
Arcadia,
Technova,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Siglo XX,
Jeff Mills,
Ultravox,
Wings,
T.S.O.L.,
Bluetip,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Skatalites,
Sexual Harrassment,
Hasil Adkins,
Magma,
The Fugs,
Parry Music,
Mary Jane Girls,
Curtis Mayfield,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Yazoo,
Andrew Hill,
Camberwell Now,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Moebius,
Interpol,
Mark Hollis,
Stiv Bators,
Television,
Colin Newman,
Banda Bassotti,
Dorothy Ashby,
Henry Cow,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Janne Schatter,
cv313,
Aswad,
Slick Rick,
Minor Threat,
H. Thieme,
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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.