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 South Africa and from Mexico City.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Ten City to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Darondo. All the underground hits.
All Minnie Riperton tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deakin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Spoonie Gee,
Ornette Coleman,
Pere Ubu,
Agent Orange,
Godley & Creme,
B.T. Express,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Morten Harket,
The American Breed,
Amon Düül II,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Misunderstood,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
8 Eyed Spy,
Howard Jones,
Tommy Roe,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Slave,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Section 25,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Grauzone,
Von Mondo,
Black Sheep,
Harpers Bizarre,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Monks,
Nico,
KRS-One,
Essential Logic,
Max Romeo,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Prince Buster,
Soul Sonic Force,
Scratch Acid,
Cheater Slicks,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Rotary Connection,
Sound Behaviour,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Knickerbockers,
Fat Boys,
Crispian St. Peters,
Arcadia,
Monks,
Janne Schatter,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lindisfarne,
Nas,
Parry Music,
Hot Snakes,
Swans,
Gang of Four,
Vainqueur,
Vladislav Delay,
Sam Rivers,
Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now.
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.