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 Madagascar and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 The Seeds to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Thompson Twins. All the underground hits.
All Aloha Tigers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cosmic Jokers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Glenn Branca record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
These Immortal Souls,
Chrome,
Morten Harket,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Big Daddy Kane,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Banda Bassotti,
Stetsasonic,
The Trojans,
Jeru the Damaja,
Lakeside,
ABBA,
The Gories,
Visage,
Minnie Riperton,
Das Ding,
Khruangbin,
Yellowson,
Mission of Burma,
Peter & Gordon,
Beasts of Bourbon,
DJ Style,
Angry Samoans,
The Dave Clark Five,
Con Funk Shun,
Buzzcocks,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Delon & Dalcan,
Davy DMX,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Crime,
Ten City,
Public Enemy,
Sight & Sound,
Laurel Aitken,
Dorothy Ashby,
A Certain Ratio,
The Standells,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Grauzone,
10cc,
Arab on Radar,
The Shadows of Knight,
New Order,
Slick Rick,
Alton Ellis,
Cheater Slicks,
Peter and Kerry,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Max Romeo,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Black Flag,
Sexual Harrassment,
Nas,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Anthony Braxton,
Easy Going,
Scan 7,
Barbara Tucker,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
David Axelrod, David Axelrod, David Axelrod, David Axelrod.
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.