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 Luxembourg and from Calgary.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the guitar 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 Piero Umiliani to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Techniques. All the underground hits.
All Soul II Soul tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Agitation Free 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pere Ubu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Neon Judgement,
Minor Threat,
Derrick May,
Soulsonic Force,
Sonny Sharrock,
Arthur Verocai,
The Fugs,
The Busters,
The Slackers,
Joy Division,
Jesper Dahlback,
Rosa Yemen,
Neu!,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Television,
Faust,
Sound Behaviour,
48th St. Collective,
The Slits,
The Invisible,
Godley & Creme,
Camberwell Now,
Pere Ubu,
Deadbeat,
Mad Mike,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Gories,
Inner City,
Procol Harum,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ponytail,
Magma,
Guru Guru,
Gang Starr,
Zero Boys,
Byron Stingily,
Kerri Chandler,
Aswad,
Sarah Menescal,
Simply Red,
Average White Band,
The Pop Group,
Glenn Branca,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Juan Atkins,
DNA,
Gong,
Main Source,
Bobby Womack,
Carl Craig,
The Modern Lovers,
Nik Kershaw,
Grey Daturas,
Laurel Aitken,
Minnie Riperton,
Harpers Bizarre,
Mo-Dettes,
Skaos,
Cecil Taylor,
Eli Mardock,
Hashim,
The Trojans,
Quantec,
Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force.
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.