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 Nigeria and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Guru Guru to the dance 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 One Last Wish. All the underground hits.
All The Cure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every T.S.O.L. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dennis Brown,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Dead Boys,
The Mojo Men,
Pharoah Sanders,
Mantronix,
John Holt,
FM Einheit,
The Buckinghams,
Altered Images,
T.S.O.L.,
Hardrive,
Kas Product,
Thompson Twins,
Curtis Mayfield,
Crooked Eye,
Groovy Waters,
Das Ding,
The J.B.'s,
Sixth Finger,
The Saints,
The Trojans,
Organ,
Shuggie Otis,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Inner City,
Avey Tare,
Wolf Eyes,
Jeff Lynne,
Frankie Knuckles,
Scan 7,
The Birthday Party,
Ornette Coleman,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Gories,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Black Sheep,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Pretty Things,
Bronski Beat,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Jacques Brel,
Fad Gadget,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Big Daddy Kane,
Carl Craig,
The Cowsills,
Kool Moe Dee,
Yazoo,
The Grass Roots,
Duran Duran,
The Leaves,
Jacob Miller,
Unwound,
Swans,
The Smoke,
Trumans Water,
Magazine,
Infiniti,
The Fortunes,
Soft Machine, Soft Machine, Soft Machine, Soft Machine.
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.