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 Netherlands and from Manchester.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Unwound 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 The Names. All the underground hits.
All Cluster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Associates 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mojo Men record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Delon & Dalcan,
Marvin Gaye,
Crime,
The Smoke,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Associates,
Zero Boys,
Public Enemy,
The Cure,
ABBA,
Fela Kuti,
Rotary Connection,
MDC,
Jeff Mills,
The Index,
Bluetip,
Brass Construction,
The Techniques,
Cameo,
Swans,
Television,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Aloha Tigers,
Outsiders,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Soulsonic Force,
Minutemen,
Crispian St. Peters,
Kool Moe Dee,
Barbara Tucker,
Glenn Branca,
R.M.O.,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sugar Minott,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Morten Harket,
Blake Baxter,
Sight & Sound,
Deepchord,
Sarah Menescal,
Roxy Music,
Josef K,
Eddi Front,
Negative Approach,
Zapp,
48th St. Collective,
Parry Music,
Peter & Gordon,
Erasure,
Interpol,
Average White Band,
The Fuzztones,
Junior Murvin,
The Toasters,
the Association,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Victims,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Skaos,
This Heat,
Bronski Beat,
8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy.
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.