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 Antigua and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
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 MDC to the funk 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 Pulsallama. All the underground hits.
All Scott Walker tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rosa Yemen 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Clear Light record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marcia Griffiths,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Hardrive,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Altered Images,
Make Up,
Index,
Youth Brigade,
Patti Smith,
Siglo XX,
Icehouse,
Whodini,
Barclay James Harvest,
Public Enemy,
Toni Rubio,
The Doobie Brothers,
Lakeside,
The United States of America,
10cc,
Iggy Pop,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Sexual Harrassment,
David Bowie,
The New Christs,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Piero Umiliani,
Sarah Menescal,
Von Mondo,
Roxette,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Arcadia,
The Dirtbombs,
Urselle,
The Mojo Men,
Soulsonic Force,
Dawn Penn,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
L. Decosne,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Mandrill,
The Knickerbockers,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Martian,
Boredoms,
Shoche,
Organ,
Model 500,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Matthew Halsall,
Idris Muhammad,
8 Eyed Spy,
Kenny Larkin,
The Barracudas,
Harry Pussy,
Los Fastidios,
Hot Snakes,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Monolake, Monolake, Monolake, Monolake.
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.