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 Greece and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 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 The Detroit Cobras to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Offenders. All the underground hits.
All Lakeside tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scott Walker + Sunn O))) 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Groovy Waters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiopuhelimet,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Evens,
Sex Pistols,
Man Parrish,
Shoche,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Oneida,
John Lydon,
Con Funk Shun,
Chrome,
Average White Band,
Fad Gadget,
Bill Near,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Schoolly D,
Laurel Aitken,
The Electric Prunes,
Flipper,
Gastr Del Sol,
Fat Boys,
Vainqueur,
Skaos,
ABBA,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
David Axelrod,
Aswad,
Dave Gahan,
Kas Product,
Eric Dolphy,
Tommy Roe,
Arcadia,
FM Einheit,
Scion,
Janne Schatter,
Parry Music,
Tears for Fears,
Lebanon Hanover,
Livin' Joy,
Bizarre Inc.,
Arthur Verocai,
Deadbeat,
Reuben Wilson,
Oblivians,
MDC,
Bootsy Collins,
Nils Olav,
Masters at Work,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Angels of Light,
Harpers Bizarre,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Dennis Brown,
Rapeman,
Grauzone,
Yaz,
Zapp,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson.
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.