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 Switzerland and from Manila.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Althea and Donna to the jazz 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 Mantronix. All the underground hits.
All Heaven 17 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Chocolate Watch Band 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultramagnetic MC's record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Frankie Knuckles,
Index,
Mars,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Surgeon,
Susan Cadogan,
The Sonics,
Groovy Waters,
Funky Four + One,
Unrelated Segments,
Kaleidoscope,
John Cale,
The Selecter,
Tommy Roe,
Lebanon Hanover,
Gichy Dan,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Dave Gahan,
Marc Almond,
Janne Schatter,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Blake Baxter,
Yazoo,
Boogie Down Productions,
Ice-T,
Andrew Hill,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Roger Hodgson,
Stiv Bators,
The Associates,
Simply Red,
Sonic Youth,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
OOIOO,
In Retrospect,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Quando Quango,
Smog,
R.M.O.,
The Dirtbombs,
Flipper,
The Smiths,
Subhumans,
Pet Shop Boys,
Robert Görl,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Spandau Ballet,
Reagan Youth,
Piero Umiliani,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Todd Rundgren,
Blancmange,
Agitation Free,
Delon & Dalcan,
Public Image Ltd.,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Derrick May,
Desert Stars,
Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops.
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.