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 Singapore and from Manila.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
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 Desert Stars to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Mummies. All the underground hits.
All Aloha Tigers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Order record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fugs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Cameo,
Swans,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Eli Mardock,
Kerrie Biddell,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Sun Ra,
Tomorrow,
Oblivians,
Jesper Dahlback,
Ludus,
Marc Almond,
Radio Birdman,
Bobby Sherman,
L. Decosne,
Soulsonic Force,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Quando Quango,
T.S.O.L.,
Kurtis Blow,
Gang of Four,
Visage,
Cymande,
The Busters,
Nils Olav,
Accadde A,
Radiohead,
Drexciya,
The Five Americans,
Harry Pussy,
Stetsasonic,
Clear Light,
The Walker Brothers,
Babytalk,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Massinfluence,
These Immortal Souls,
Girls At Our Best!,
Von Mondo,
Marine Girls,
Television,
Dark Day,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Mary Jane Girls,
Tim Buckley,
Deepchord,
Surgeon,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Alton Ellis,
James White and The Blacks,
Andrew Hill,
Scion,
Bizarre Inc.,
Faraquet,
Ultravox,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Theoretical Girls,
David Bowie,
Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller.
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.