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 Bahrain 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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Tres Demented to the rock 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 Basic Channel. All the underground hits.
All Moebius tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Be Bop Deluxe 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a A Flock of Seagulls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mary Jane Girls,
Cluster,
T.S.O.L.,
Grauzone,
Ituana,
Idris Muhammad,
Mandrill,
The Saints,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Roxette,
David McCallum,
MC5,
Theoretical Girls,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Das Ding,
The Busters,
Kaleidoscope,
Ronnie Foster,
Oneida,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Danielle Patucci,
KRS-One,
The Moleskins,
Gabor Szabo,
Malaria!,
Black Sheep,
T. Rex,
Lee Hazlewood,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Youth Brigade,
Unrelated Segments,
David Axelrod,
Duran Duran,
Wasted Youth,
Judy Mowatt,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Aaron Thompson,
Nik Kershaw,
Swans,
Dennis Brown,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Jeru the Damaja,
Junior Murvin,
The American Breed,
JFA,
Intrusion,
Depeche Mode,
The Doors,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pierre Henry,
The Toasters,
Au Pairs,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Girls At Our Best!,
John Holt,
Althea and Donna,
The Slits, The Slits, The Slits, The Slits.
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.