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 Tanzania and from Cairo.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the organ 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 Erasure to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Judy Mowatt. All the underground hits.
All Vaughan Mason & Crew tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skaos record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Laurel Aitken record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Bar-Kays,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Alison Limerick,
Gang Gang Dance,
Tom Boy,
Piero Umiliani,
Yellowson,
The Walker Brothers,
The Doobie Brothers,
a-ha,
Ohio Players,
Schoolly D,
The Monochrome Set,
Nik Kershaw,
Ornette Coleman,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Fortunes,
Flipper,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Jerry's Kids,
The Skatalites,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Motions,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Roger Hodgson,
The Mojo Men,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Marvin Gaye,
Vainqueur,
R.M.O.,
Wire,
Sam Rivers,
Stockholm Monsters,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Model 500,
Brothers Johnson,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Neil Young,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Deadbeat,
The Fall,
Funky Four + One,
Quadrant,
Tubeway Army,
Thee Headcoats,
Ludus,
The Moleskins,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Angry Samoans,
Severed Heads,
Dead Boys,
Jimmy McGriff,
Juan Atkins,
Rakim,
Main Source,
Curtis Mayfield,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Rod Modell,
Tomorrow,
Organ, Organ, Organ, Organ.
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.