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 Bahamas and from Salvador.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1978 at the first Visage 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 Faust to the dance 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 Supertramp. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra Arkestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Siglo XX record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Sonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Suburban Knight,
Underground Resistance,
Nico,
Symarip,
Tubeway Army,
The Gun Club,
Silicon Teens,
Public Enemy,
Tres Demented,
Gastr Del Sol,
Little Man,
Lalann,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Lyres,
R.M.O.,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Slits,
Wire,
Yazoo,
a-ha,
Marc Almond,
Robert Görl,
Unrelated Segments,
Pantytec,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Danielle Patucci,
Massinfluence,
Lower 48,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Fall,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Scion,
Porter Ricks,
Max Romeo,
Icehouse,
Echospace,
The Selecter,
Rekid,
Oneida,
48th St. Collective,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Terry Callier,
The Mummies,
The Happenings,
Sun Ra,
Aswad,
The Five Americans,
LL Cool J,
Ice-T,
Metal Thangz,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Minnie Riperton,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Pretty Things,
Isaac Hayes,
Jimmy McGriff,
Groovy Waters,
The Real Kids,
The Leaves,
H. Thieme,
Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock.
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.