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 Senegal and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Sao Paulo.
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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Slick Rick to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Soul II Soul. All the underground hits.
All Charles Mingus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warsaw record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yaz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Model 500,
The Trojans,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lou Christie,
Warsaw,
Matthew Halsall,
The Modern Lovers,
Stiv Bators,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Metal Thangz,
Panda Bear,
the Soft Cell,
Suburban Knight,
Soul II Soul,
Warren Ellis,
The Knickerbockers,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Rufus Thomas,
the Slits,
Inner City,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Gang Green,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Yazoo,
Chris & Cosey,
The Gap Band,
The Dirtbombs,
Barrington Levy,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ralphi Rosario,
Grandmaster Flash,
Nas,
The Selecter,
The United States of America,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Scratch Acid,
Angry Samoans,
Masters at Work,
Eddi Front,
The Tremeloes,
Mantronix,
Subhumans,
Arthur Verocai,
Fear,
Absolute Body Control,
Livin' Joy,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Bluetip,
Lindisfarne,
Laurel Aitken,
Shuggie Otis,
The Mummies,
Bush Tetras,
Todd Rundgren,
Sight & Sound,
Blancmange,
The Red Krayola,
Rhythm & Sound,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor.
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.