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 Guatemala and from Tokyo.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 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 Soul II Soul to the electroclash 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 Au Pairs. All the underground hits.
All Moss Icon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious Big And Bone Thugs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 an arpeggiator and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Inner City record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soulsonic Force,
Jesper Dahlback,
Slave,
Monolake,
Audionom,
Blancmange,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Moleskins,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
R.M.O.,
Circle Jerks,
Jandek,
Nico,
Tommy Roe,
Minutemen,
Traffic Nightmare,
Cluster,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Zapp,
Brass Construction,
John Holt,
Radiohead,
Cal Tjader,
Danielle Patucci,
Camberwell Now,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Pulsallama,
Japan,
Sandy B,
Leonard Cohen,
New Age Steppers,
Fad Gadget,
Gang Green,
the Swans,
Cecil Taylor,
Blake Baxter,
Tropical Tobacco,
Lightning Bolt,
D'Angelo,
Jeff Mills,
DNA,
Silicon Teens,
Jacques Brel,
John Lydon,
Stereo Dub,
Tomorrow,
Massinfluence,
Minor Threat,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Mark Hollis,
Roxette,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Gladiators,
Grauzone,
Frankie Knuckles,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Shoche,
Supertramp,
Curtis Mayfield,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Human League,
Angry Samoans,
Dawn Penn, Dawn Penn, Dawn Penn, Dawn Penn.
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.