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 Croatia and from London.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba 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 Whodini 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 The Moleskins. All the underground hits.
All The Misunderstood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pylon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Section 25 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Foxx,
The Victims,
Depeche Mode,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Dirtbombs,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Rufus Thomas,
Sam Rivers,
Prince Buster,
E-Dancer,
Harmonia,
Jimmy McGriff,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Vainqueur,
Pagans,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
AZ,
The Doors,
June of 44,
JFA,
Chris & Cosey,
Mark Hollis,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Yaz,
Curtis Mayfield,
Drive Like Jehu,
Kevin Saunderson,
Funkadelic,
Los Fastidios,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Gastr Del Sol,
Animal Collective,
Gang Starr,
Simply Red,
Gerry Rafferty,
Donald Byrd,
The Mummies,
Quando Quango,
Hashim,
L. Decosne,
K-Klass,
X-102,
Echospace,
The Pop Group,
Fat Boys,
Ponytail,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
X-Ray Spex,
Qualms,
Colin Newman,
The Durutti Column,
Eddi Front,
Zapp,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Roger Hodgson,
Can,
T.S.O.L.,
Joe Smooth,
The Walker Brothers,
Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills.
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.