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 Moldova and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 arpeggiator 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 Ajijia Myrayebe to the funk 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 Joensuu 1685. All the underground hits.
All Blossom Toes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 10cc 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Lydon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chrome,
Bush Tetras,
The Raincoats,
Pole,
Hasil Adkins,
Stereo Dub,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Kinks,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Mad Mike,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Rekid,
Khruangbin,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Moody Blues,
Pantytec,
Nirvana,
The Walker Brothers,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Half Japanese,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Stiv Bators,
The Sonics,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
David McCallum,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Ralphi Rosario,
Black Moon,
The Smoke,
Agent Orange,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Soul Sonic Force,
Henry Cow,
Danielle Patucci,
Dave Gahan,
Gichy Dan,
Minnie Riperton,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Nas,
Chris Corsano,
Joe Smooth,
Anakelly,
Piero Umiliani,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Toasters,
the Sonics,
Tom Boy,
The Busters,
New Order,
Freddie Wadling,
Ultimate Spinach,
Crispy Ambulance,
CMW,
Todd Rundgren,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Human League,
Duran Duran,
Rapeman,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal.
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.