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 Romania and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the oboe 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 the Human League to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Five Americans. All the underground hits.
All Alice Coltrane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grey Daturas 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sly & The Family Stone record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Foxx,
Judy Mowatt,
Duran Duran,
Sixth Finger,
Sparks,
Slick Rick,
The New Christs,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Anakelly,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Ice-T,
Isaac Hayes,
David Axelrod,
These Immortal Souls,
The Cure,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Joe Finger,
EPMD,
Bizarre Inc.,
Minnie Riperton,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Litter,
the Association,
Davy DMX,
Al Stewart,
Lalann,
Aswad,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Fad Gadget,
Mandrill,
Leonard Cohen,
Joe Smooth,
Mars,
Kaleidoscope,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Star Department,
Newcleus,
Clear Light,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Oblivians,
New Order,
Eurythmics,
Jerry's Kids,
Neu!,
The Fall,
Sexual Harrassment,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Beau Brummels,
Funky Four + One,
David Bowie,
The Evens,
Todd Terry,
Nation of Ulysses,
Lungfish,
This Heat,
Brand Nubian,
Eric Dolphy,
The Golliwogs,
Kenny Larkin,
Monolake,
Sonny Sharrock,
Infiniti,
Black Bananas, Black Bananas, Black Bananas, Black Bananas.
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.