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 Maldives and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Seoul.
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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Hashim to the grunge 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 The Blues Magoos. All the underground hits.
All Harmonia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Max Romeo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Main Source,
Pere Ubu,
Infiniti,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Man Eating Sloth,
Shoche,
Aural Exciters,
Joy Division,
The Fugs,
Josef K,
Mad Mike,
Nik Kershaw,
Moss Icon,
Q65,
Terry Callier,
Marmalade,
Sun Ra,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Marc Almond,
X-101,
Minor Threat,
Guru Guru,
The Sound,
Drexciya,
Juan Atkins,
Aaron Thompson,
Ultravox,
The Misunderstood,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Sixth Finger,
Lucky Dragons,
X-102,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Wolf Eyes,
Chris & Cosey,
Vainqueur,
Slick Rick,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Subhumans,
The J.B.'s,
Duran Duran,
ABC,
The Toasters,
Tubeway Army,
Scott Walker,
Althea and Donna,
Bill Near,
The Raincoats,
The Moody Blues,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Cowsills,
The Flesh Eaters,
Boz Scaggs,
Lalo Schifrin,
Absolute Body Control,
Dorothy Ashby,
Lalann,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Count Five, The Count Five, The Count Five, The Count Five.
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.