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 Philippines and from Houston.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 snare 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 Essential Logic to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.
All Fluxion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Larry & the Blue Notes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cluster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nico,
Rakim,
Second Layer,
Joy Division,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Derrick May,
Fatback Band,
One Last Wish,
Rosa Yemen,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Wasted Youth,
Soft Machine,
The Happenings,
Robert Görl,
The Busters,
Glambeats Corp.,
Section 25,
Gong,
The Searchers,
Hasil Adkins,
Kenny Larkin,
Surgeon,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Angry Samoans,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Moss Icon,
Bush Tetras,
Kevin Saunderson,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Barry Ungar,
Curtis Mayfield,
Cecil Taylor,
Sarah Menescal,
Carl Craig,
Livin' Joy,
Tim Buckley,
Mantronix,
Warren Ellis,
The Young Rascals,
Camouflage,
Tears for Fears,
The Mojo Men,
Sandy B,
Kaleidoscope,
Royal Trux,
Hardrive,
Public Image Ltd.,
The United States of America,
The Index,
Banda Bassotti,
Sun City Girls,
John Foxx,
Deepchord,
ABBA,
Rites of Spring,
Aaron Thompson,
Erasure,
Thompson Twins,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan.
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.