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 Armenia and from Madrid.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 oboe 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 Technova to the disco 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 Terry Callier. All the underground hits.
All Circle Jerks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Shoche 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 linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jacob Miller record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nas,
Newcleus,
The Pop Group,
The Detroit Cobras,
Section 25,
The Knickerbockers,
Grauzone,
Saccharine Trust,
David Bowie,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Colin Newman,
Derrick May,
the Soft Cell,
Peter and Kerry,
Sällskapet,
The Sonics,
Tommy Roe,
Kurtis Blow,
Cecil Taylor,
The Mojo Men,
Panda Bear,
Minny Pops,
Funkadelic,
MC5,
Eric B and Rakim,
H. Thieme,
Scientists,
The Fall,
The Black Dice,
Maurizio,
Sound Behaviour,
The American Breed,
E-Dancer,
Theoretical Girls,
Sonic Youth,
The Zeros,
Eve St. Jones,
Scan 7,
The Evens,
Ossler,
Black Pus,
Erykah Badu,
Pierre Henry,
Tears for Fears,
The Associates,
Donny Hathaway,
Drexciya,
These Immortal Souls,
Schoolly D,
China Crisis,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Ten City,
Dual Sessions,
Jacques Brel,
Monolake,
Crispy Ambulance,
Bobby Womack,
Josef K,
The Gladiators,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
JFA,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams.
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.