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 Lithuania and from Delhi.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Zero Boys to the punk 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 Jesper Dahlback. All the underground hits.
All Newcleus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scrapy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Half Japanese record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eyeless In Gaza,
Gang Gang Dance,
Dual Sessions,
Brass Construction,
Davy DMX,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Skriet,
Boogie Down Productions,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Matthew Halsall,
JFA,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Drive Like Jehu,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Blues Magoos,
Roger Hodgson,
Eurythmics,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Gories,
Sam Rivers,
David Bowie,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Joe Smooth,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Roxette,
Blake Baxter,
Country Teasers,
Icehouse,
EPMD,
Brand Nubian,
Babytalk,
Ronnie Foster,
Cymande,
Joensuu 1685,
Letta Mbulu,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Lee Hazlewood,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Smoke,
The Invisible,
New Order,
Smog,
Japan,
Metal Thangz,
kango's stein massive,
X-102,
Fat Boys,
Joyce Sims,
Pantytec,
Andrew Hill,
David McCallum,
Grauzone,
The Doors,
Boredoms,
Wolf Eyes,
Juan Atkins,
Harry Pussy,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Rotary Connection,
Isaac Hayes,
Gang Green,
Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme.
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.