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 Singapore and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Oppenheimer Analysis to the grunge 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 Con Funk Shun. All the underground hits.
All CMW tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Khruangbin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
EPMD,
New Order,
DJ Style,
Young Marble Giants,
the Fania All-Stars,
Model 500,
Mo-Dettes,
Iggy Pop,
Symarip,
The Modern Lovers,
The Blackbyrds,
Rites of Spring,
Fear,
Yusef Lateef,
Kevin Saunderson,
Hashim,
Black Flag,
The Grass Roots,
The Cramps,
DJ Sneak,
The American Breed,
Chris Corsano,
John Foxx,
Pere Ubu,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Smiths,
Ornette Coleman,
Man Parrish,
Depeche Mode,
The Move,
Cymande,
Suicide,
Erykah Badu,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Girls At Our Best!,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Jesper Dahlback,
the Swans,
Excepter,
Tubeway Army,
The Seeds,
Scott Walker,
One Last Wish,
Y Pants,
Boogie Down Productions,
Roy Ayers,
These Immortal Souls,
Minor Threat,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Desert Stars,
Hardrive,
Cameo,
Quantec,
Marvin Gaye,
Bad Manners,
Pylon,
Radiohead,
Howard Jones, Howard Jones, Howard Jones, Howard Jones.
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.