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 Ghana 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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Babytalk to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Main Source. All the underground hits.
All The Selecter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gap Band 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Guru Guru record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gerry Rafferty,
Goldenarms,
Deepchord,
Siglo XX,
UT,
The Motions,
Newcleus,
Sparks,
Silicon Teens,
10cc,
U.S. Maple,
ABBA,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Cal Tjader,
The Walker Brothers,
The Neon Judgement,
Panda Bear,
Shoche,
The Seeds,
Subhumans,
Eurythmics,
Magma,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Beau Brummels,
The Blues Magoos,
Scrapy,
Joyce Sims,
Chrome,
Hashim,
Gong,
Eric Copeland,
Public Image Ltd.,
Bluetip,
Alphaville,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Angels of Light,
8 Eyed Spy,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Fall,
Rakim,
Janne Schatter,
Sister Nancy,
The Smiths,
Roxy Music,
Reuben Wilson,
Gang of Four,
John Holt,
Youth Brigade,
Warsaw,
Ralphi Rosario,
Flash Fearless,
EPMD,
The Selecter,
Arcadia,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Bang On A Can,
These Immortal Souls,
Delon & Dalcan,
Easy Going,
New Age Steppers,
Grey Daturas,
Spandau Ballet,
Ultravox, Ultravox, Ultravox, Ultravox.
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.