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 Gambia and from Stockholm.
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 Sao Paulo and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Barry Ungar to the jazz 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 Howard Jones. All the underground hits.
All Ponytail tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Matthew Bourne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 a synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Slits record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronnie Foster,
The Divine Comedy,
Derrick May,
Harmonia,
Hot Snakes,
These Immortal Souls,
Bronski Beat,
Thompson Twins,
Simply Red,
Loose Ends,
Hasil Adkins,
Heaven 17,
The Smiths,
Ornette Coleman,
The Monks,
Eurythmics,
Janne Schatter,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Invisible,
Dennis Brown,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Skriet,
Yusef Lateef,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Swell Maps,
Organ,
Blossom Toes,
The Kinks,
Dorothy Ashby,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Dead C,
The Litter,
The Golliwogs,
Kool Moe Dee,
Gerry Rafferty,
Steve Hackett,
Bobby Byrd,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Subhumans,
Jacques Brel,
Lalo Schifrin,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Lebanon Hanover,
Au Pairs,
The Blackbyrds,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Delon & Dalcan,
Vainqueur,
Kerrie Biddell,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Stiv Bators,
Yellowson,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Mummies,
10cc,
Crispian St. Peters,
Public Image Ltd.,
Buzzcocks,
Liliput,
Ronan,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.