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 Barbados and from Beijing.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Accra.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Inner City to the disco 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 Intrusion. All the underground hits.
All Sound Behaviour tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roger Hodgson 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Schoolly D record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ 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 Real Kids,
Buzzcocks,
Barry Ungar,
The Leaves,
UT,
Talk Talk,
Agent Orange,
Avey Tare,
Leonard Cohen,
Heaven 17,
Joensuu 1685,
Peter and Kerry,
Siglo XX,
10cc,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Seeds,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
AZ,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Gong,
Robert Wyatt,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Rapeman,
Parry Music,
Black Sheep,
The Offenders,
The Busters,
Black Flag,
The Dead C,
Unrelated Segments,
Magma,
David McCallum,
Kool Moe Dee,
Steve Hackett,
Slick Rick,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Angry Samoans,
Absolute Body Control,
Black Bananas,
Gregory Isaacs,
Traffic Nightmare,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Moleskins,
Adolescents,
The Shadows of Knight,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Residents,
Harmonia,
U.S. Maple,
Bush Tetras,
the Association,
The Wake,
Thee Headcoats,
Glenn Branca,
Mantronix,
Magazine,
The Human League,
Gichy Dan,
Shuggie Otis,
Rosa Yemen,
The Toasters,
Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now.
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.