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 South Africa and from Johannesburg.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Rapeman to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Larry & the Blue Notes. All the underground hits.
All Michelle Simonal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic 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 guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thompson Twins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
EPMD,
Freddie Wadling,
Monolake,
Jeff Mills,
Flipper,
Sight & Sound,
The Move,
The Skatalites,
One Last Wish,
David Bowie,
Jacob Miller,
CMW,
The Techniques,
Jerry's Kids,
Steve Hackett,
Black Sheep,
Kerrie Biddell,
Scrapy,
The Blackbyrds,
Chrome,
James White and The Blacks,
The Barracudas,
PIL,
Rhythm & Sound,
Danielle Patucci,
Stetsasonic,
Masters at Work,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Associates,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Golliwogs,
The Durutti Column,
Infiniti,
New York Dolls,
Yazoo,
Mission of Burma,
the Association,
Organ,
Prince Buster,
Fluxion,
Mark Hollis,
The Raincoats,
Severed Heads,
Babytalk,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Cybotron,
Godley & Creme,
AZ,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Radiopuhelimet,
Black Bananas,
Surgeon,
Gang Gang Dance,
Shuggie Otis,
Animal Collective,
Yusef Lateef,
8 Eyed Spy,
Sparks,
Jeru the Damaja,
Pierre Henry,
Kaleidoscope,
Althea and Donna,
MDC, MDC, MDC, MDC.
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.