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 Sweden and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the organ 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 Quando Quango to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Ralphi Rosario. All the underground hits.
All Kurtis Blow 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neil Young record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Smooth,
Von Mondo,
Boredoms,
a-ha,
Das Ding,
Black Moon,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Erasure,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Mars,
Ossler,
Bobby Sherman,
One Last Wish,
Sly & The Family Stone,
CMW,
Rufus Thomas,
The Monochrome Set,
Siglo XX,
Sonny Sharrock,
Niagra,
Altered Images,
Kevin Saunderson,
Jeff Lynne,
Peter & Gordon,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Au Pairs,
Index,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Livin' Joy,
Talk Talk,
Young Marble Giants,
Delon & Dalcan,
Joyce Sims,
Mr. Review,
Symarip,
Pussy Galore,
Hoover,
Vainqueur,
Eric Copeland,
The Remains,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Marc Almond,
The Move,
Sound Behaviour,
Cybotron,
Traffic Nightmare,
Barclay James Harvest,
Todd Rundgren,
Byron Stingily,
Animal Collective,
Lou Christie,
Bill Wells,
Sixth Finger,
H. Thieme,
Crime,
Soulsonic Force,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Funky Four + One,
Barrington Levy,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
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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.