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 Ireland and from Lyon.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
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 Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon to the techno 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 Black Flag. All the underground hits.
All Marmalade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythim Is Rhythim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camberwell Now record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Echospace,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Modern Lovers,
One Last Wish,
Procol Harum,
These Immortal Souls,
June Days,
New Order,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
MDC,
Fela Kuti,
Patti Smith,
Half Japanese,
DNA,
Kenny Larkin,
Young Marble Giants,
Mantronix,
Bill Wells,
Roxy Music,
Newcleus,
Swans,
The Blackbyrds,
Scratch Acid,
Adolescents,
Curtis Mayfield,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Fuzztones,
Eurythmics,
Silicon Teens,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Michelle Simonal,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Section 25,
Easy Going,
Kas Product,
Slave,
Suicide,
Niagra,
Gang Gang Dance,
Nation of Ulysses,
David Axelrod,
The Doors,
Brass Construction,
The Slackers,
Donald Byrd,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Yusef Lateef,
Parry Music,
Gil Scott Heron,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Outsiders,
Minutemen,
The Move,
Pantaleimon,
a-ha,
Junior Murvin,
The Count Five,
Rufus Thomas,
Throbbing Gristle,
Dead Boys, Dead Boys, Dead Boys, Dead Boys.
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.