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 Afghanistan and from London.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Hoover. All the underground hits.
All John Lydon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grauzone record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Liliput record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gap Band,
Animal Collective,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Yusef Lateef,
Man Eating Sloth,
Blake Baxter,
Section 25,
Sight & Sound,
Robert Hood,
Duran Duran,
Roxette,
Pagans,
Kevin Saunderson,
Lakeside,
Soft Cell,
Pere Ubu,
Ultravox,
Hasil Adkins,
Minor Threat,
Ponytail,
Tres Demented,
Cluster,
Yaz,
Silicon Teens,
Leonard Cohen,
Radiohead,
Yazoo,
Nik Kershaw,
Pussy Galore,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Kaleidoscope,
Faraquet,
The Dead C,
Echospace,
The Blackbyrds,
Big Daddy Kane,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Anthony Braxton,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Sarah Menescal,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Cowsills,
Faust,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
EPMD,
Peter and Kerry,
Funky Four + One,
The Detroit Cobras,
Black Bananas,
The Skatalites,
T.S.O.L.,
Ultra Naté,
Amon Düül,
The Moleskins,
Erasure,
Gerry Rafferty,
Marc Almond,
The Motions,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Howard Jones,
Joensuu 1685,
Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players.
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.