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 Dominica and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Taipei.
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 chamberlin 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 Ten City to the dance 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 Pet Shop Boys. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kool Moe Dee 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harmonia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wire,
The Shadows of Knight,
the Association,
Procol Harum,
Los Fastidios,
Dave Gahan,
Kayak,
Can,
Quando Quango,
Wolf Eyes,
kango's stein massive,
The Busters,
Roy Ayers,
The Martian,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Standells,
Danielle Patucci,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Ralphi Rosario,
The J.B.'s,
The Fire Engines,
Godley & Creme,
Saccharine Trust,
Tom Boy,
Johnny Clarke,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Kinks,
Jimmy McGriff,
Neu!,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Royal Trux,
Bizarre Inc.,
New Order,
Skarface,
Mo-Dettes,
Bobbi Humphrey,
DJ Style,
The Trojans,
Animal Collective,
The Count Five,
Nils Olav,
The Smoke,
Depeche Mode,
Maleditus Sound,
X-Ray Spex,
Unwound,
Glenn Branca,
The Birthday Party,
Bad Manners,
World's Most,
The Offenders,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Davy DMX,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Isaac Hayes,
the Bar-Kays,
Cecil Taylor,
Barrington Levy,
Organ,
New Age Steppers,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins.
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.