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 Suriname and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar 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 Public Enemy to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Dark Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pharoah Sanders record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oppenheimer Analysis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Grass Roots,
Dave Gahan,
Country Teasers,
The Divine Comedy,
ABC,
the Human League,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Circle Jerks,
Arthur Verocai,
Anakelly,
Bill Near,
Thee Headcoats,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Marcia Griffiths,
Audionom,
Leonard Cohen,
Japan,
Curtis Mayfield,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Smiths,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Kaleidoscope,
Aloha Tigers,
The Standells,
Fad Gadget,
Yaz,
Eddi Front,
Section 25,
Alton Ellis,
Nation of Ulysses,
Bad Manners,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Joensuu 1685,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The United States of America,
The Dave Clark Five,
Moss Icon,
Eric Copeland,
Sam Rivers,
X-102,
The Kinks,
Easy Going,
X-101,
Agitation Free,
The Mummies,
Symarip,
Eve St. Jones,
Absolute Body Control,
Jacob Miller,
Lindisfarne,
Babytalk,
Chris & Cosey,
Rosa Yemen,
Nick Fraelich,
Clear Light,
Josef K,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Swans,
Shoche,
Derrick Morgan,
James White and The Blacks,
Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo.
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.