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 Congo and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Vaughan Mason & Crew to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Thinking Fellers Union Local 282. All the underground hits.
All Lindisfarne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lower 48 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Johnny Clarke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Inner City,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Dave Gahan,
Agitation Free,
The Motions,
Altered Images,
Arcadia,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Amazonics,
Second Layer,
New York Dolls,
Stetsasonic,
X-Ray Spex,
Gregory Isaacs,
Sugar Minott,
L. Decosne,
The Busters,
Swans,
Stiv Bators,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Yaz,
Crispian St. Peters,
Sarah Menescal,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
June of 44,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Neil Young,
Roger Hodgson,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Erasure,
cv313,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Dark Day,
Black Flag,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Fatback Band,
the Normal,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Shoche,
Reagan Youth,
Bootsy Collins,
The Young Rascals,
Howard Jones,
The Gladiators,
The Names,
Cybotron,
Gang Gang Dance,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Piero Umiliani,
DNA,
Flash Fearless,
Basic Channel,
Tom Boy,
Sexual Harrassment,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Quantec,
DJ Style,
Girls At Our Best!,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Dead C,
Dual Sessions,
Hardrive,
Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix.
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.