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 Serbia and from Lagos.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the snare 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 Cure to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Alphaville. All the underground hits.
All John Cale tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cymande record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter & Gordon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Finger,
Joyce Sims,
Crispian St. Peters,
Bobby Byrd,
Loose Ends,
The Sonics,
Pussy Galore,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
B.T. Express,
Y Pants,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Techniques,
Q65,
Thee Headcoats,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Beau Brummels,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Davy DMX,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Mojo Men,
Soulsonic Force,
Public Image Ltd.,
Oneida,
OOIOO,
Peter & Gordon,
Zapp,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Gap Band,
Blossom Toes,
Minnie Riperton,
Sarah Menescal,
The Walker Brothers,
LL Cool J,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Fear,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Selecter,
Silicon Teens,
Easy Going,
Main Source,
Arthur Verocai,
Essential Logic,
kango's stein massive,
Qualms,
These Immortal Souls,
Jerry's Kids,
Ten City,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Red Krayola,
Arab on Radar,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Blancmange,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Chris Corsano,
Patti Smith,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Blues Magoos,
World's Most,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Bluetip,
Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas.
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.