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 Cambodia and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 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 Sexual Harrassment to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Cosmic Jokers. All the underground hits.
All Radio Birdman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Livin' Joy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fifty Foot Hose record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soulsonic Force,
Audionom,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Suburban Knight,
The Busters,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Graham Central Station,
Cecil Taylor,
Gregory Isaacs,
Rod Modell,
Yellowson,
Danielle Patucci,
The Doobie Brothers,
Soul Sonic Force,
Newcleus,
Gang Gang Dance,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Intrusion,
Sex Pistols,
Swans,
The New Christs,
Johnny Clarke,
John Holt,
Bang On A Can,
Marine Girls,
Slave,
Davy DMX,
Peter & Gordon,
Rufus Thomas,
The Young Rascals,
Toni Rubio,
Joensuu 1685,
La Düsseldorf,
Little Man,
Livin' Joy,
Lakeside,
Drive Like Jehu,
Donny Hathaway,
Gang Green,
Glambeats Corp.,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rekid,
Second Layer,
EPMD,
Lee Hazlewood,
Youth Brigade,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Lower 48,
Deadbeat,
Hasil Adkins,
Rites of Spring,
Ituana,
Deakin,
Smog,
Nick Fraelich,
Avey Tare,
Unwound,
Popol Vuh,
The Angels of Light,
Kaleidoscope,
Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren.
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.