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 Tonga and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 Robert Palmer 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 Pantytec to the rap 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 The Last Poets. All the underground hits.
All Marcia Griffiths tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every One Last Wish 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sparks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Foxx,
Smog,
Barclay James Harvest,
Goldenarms,
Quantec,
Ludus,
Cecil Taylor,
Crispy Ambulance,
B.T. Express,
The Tremeloes,
Heaven 17,
Ohio Players,
Marmalade,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Swans,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Jawbox,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Chris & Cosey,
Thompson Twins,
Pere Ubu,
The Gap Band,
Lyres,
Sarah Menescal,
The Cowsills,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Dawn Penn,
Maleditus Sound,
Banda Bassotti,
Bad Manners,
The United States of America,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Seeds,
Kaleidoscope,
MC5,
The Litter,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Young Marble Giants,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Joyce Sims,
The Gun Club,
Toni Rubio,
Glenn Branca,
Ornette Coleman,
John Lydon,
Fatback Band,
The Music Machine,
The Vogues,
The Moody Blues,
Make Up,
Wings,
Oblivians,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Godley & Creme,
Deepchord,
Yusef Lateef,
Brick,
Tim Buckley,
the Sonics,
Newcleus,
Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis.
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.