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 China and from Philadelphia.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 linndrum 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 The Fugs to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Bar-Kays. All the underground hits.
All Cheater Slicks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fall record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cymande record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Leonard Cohen,
Morten Harket,
Mission of Burma,
Joey Negro,
Essential Logic,
Marvin Gaye,
The Cure,
Groovy Waters,
Cameo,
Tomorrow,
Grauzone,
The Skatalites,
Thee Headcoats,
UT,
Roxette,
Sam Rivers,
Skaos,
The Neon Judgement,
The Velvet Underground,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Moss Icon,
Brick,
Susan Cadogan,
Public Image Ltd.,
Ralphi Rosario,
kango's stein massive,
Basic Channel,
Lungfish,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Audionom,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Ice-T,
Fatback Band,
DJ Sneak,
Chrome,
Moebius,
Warsaw,
Brand Nubian,
The Divine Comedy,
Magazine,
Swell Maps,
Stiv Bators,
Hasil Adkins,
The Trojans,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Excepter,
Ultra Naté,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Dennis Brown,
Yazoo,
Barry Ungar,
Howard Jones,
Cybotron,
Cal Tjader,
The Electric Prunes,
The Gladiators,
The Index,
Country Teasers,
Ludus,
Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents.
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.