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 Slovenia and from Accra.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Animal Collective to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Groovy Waters. All the underground hits.
All The Victims tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Walker Brothers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Television Personalities record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stiv Bators,
Andrew Hill,
Fugazi,
Monks,
Soul II Soul,
Youth Brigade,
Kas Product,
Wally Richardson,
Lalo Schifrin,
Moss Icon,
Gil Scott Heron,
Yaz,
Wolf Eyes,
The Smoke,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Marvin Gaye,
The Invisible,
The Doors,
Ludus,
Pantytec,
Ten City,
The Move,
Jeff Mills,
The Busters,
The Techniques,
The Five Americans,
The Cure,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Minor Threat,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Marshall Jefferson,
Electric Prunes,
Howard Jones,
A Certain Ratio,
Loose Ends,
The Index,
Eric Copeland,
Interpol,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Alison Limerick,
The J.B.'s,
Ralphi Rosario,
Soulsonic Force,
Cymande,
Barbara Tucker,
Girls At Our Best!,
CMW,
LL Cool J,
Mary Jane Girls,
Brand Nubian,
The Zeros,
Leonard Cohen,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
New Age Steppers,
Fatback Band,
China Crisis,
The Tremeloes,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Roger Hodgson,
Matthew Bourne,
Funkadelic,
Glambeats Corp.,
Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters.
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.