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 Albania and from Stockholm.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the güiro 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 Dual Sessions to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Dave Gahan. All the underground hits.
All Al Stewart tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Theoretical Girls 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 a rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dawn Penn record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yusef Lateef,
Godley & Creme,
Rotary Connection,
Gang of Four,
the Bar-Kays,
Whodini,
Bad Manners,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Inner City,
Grey Daturas,
KRS-One,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Robert Wyatt,
Barbara Tucker,
Young Marble Giants,
This Heat,
Barclay James Harvest,
Avey Tare,
Babytalk,
Barrington Levy,
Q65,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Wire,
Todd Terry,
Slick Rick,
Subhumans,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Doobie Brothers,
Moby Grape,
Stiv Bators,
Liliput,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Slackers,
Adolescents,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Blancmange,
Urselle,
Groovy Waters,
Soulsonic Force,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Mantronix,
the Swans,
Vladislav Delay,
Kas Product,
Nico,
Reagan Youth,
Skriet,
The Gun Club,
Marc Almond,
The Slits,
Peter & Gordon,
The Fortunes,
Y Pants,
Gastr Del Sol,
Spandau Ballet,
R.M.O.,
Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments.
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.