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 United Kingdom and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 chamberlin 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 Rhythm & Sound to the crunk 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 Bobby Byrd. All the underground hits.
All The Five Americans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Fania All-Stars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Funky Four + One,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Monks,
Al Stewart,
Brass Construction,
Pole,
Delta 5,
Maleditus Sound,
Lou Christie,
Aural Exciters,
Gang Starr,
Jandek,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Ten City,
the Human League,
Fatback Band,
Quadrant,
Spoonie Gee,
Ludus,
Lalo Schifrin,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Mantronix,
Pet Shop Boys,
Andrew Hill,
Kas Product,
David Bowie,
Heaven 17,
The Busters,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Dorothy Ashby,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Loose Ends,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Soft Cell,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Neon Judgement,
Theoretical Girls,
Sun City Girls,
Surgeon,
Make Up,
These Immortal Souls,
Visage,
the Association,
The Invisible,
JFA,
The Slackers,
Roxy Music,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Cluster,
Black Bananas,
Bronski Beat,
The Slits,
a-ha,
Juan Atkins,
Erykah Badu,
Iggy Pop,
KRS-One,
Joe Smooth,
Dead Boys,
Little Man,
Henry Cow,
Lee Hazlewood,
Khruangbin,
Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four.
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.