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 Samoa and from Hong Kong.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Al Stewart to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Sisters of Mercy. All the underground hits.
All Fad Gadget tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pierre Henry 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 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Theoretical Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Techniques,
PIL,
Blancmange,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Sonny Sharrock,
Panda Bear,
Wings,
Joyce Sims,
Cal Tjader,
Fifty Foot Hose,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Public Enemy,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
James White and The Blacks,
The Durutti Column,
Judy Mowatt,
Fatback Band,
Ludus,
Das Ding,
Hasil Adkins,
The J.B.'s,
Scratch Acid,
The Happenings,
The Remains,
the Human League,
Model 500,
Todd Terry,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Alison Limerick,
The Offenders,
Sonic Youth,
Shuggie Otis,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Blackbyrds,
Deepchord,
Pantytec,
Grauzone,
Lightning Bolt,
Outsiders,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Nas,
The Tremeloes,
Anthony Braxton,
Fluxion,
Neil Young,
Soul Sonic Force,
T.S.O.L.,
Crooked Eye,
The Associates,
Mo-Dettes,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Ice-T,
Hardrive,
The Fugs,
MDC,
The Fire Engines,
Glenn Branca,
Basic Channel,
Khruangbin,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz.
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.