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 Romania and from Bremen.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Kurtis Blow to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Nation of Ulysses. All the underground hits.
All World's Most tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Susan Cadogan 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Adolescents,
Eli Mardock,
Robert Görl,
Siglo XX,
Shuggie Otis,
Pole,
Alice Coltrane,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Eve St. Jones,
Unrelated Segments,
Tropical Tobacco,
Soft Cell,
Underground Resistance,
Sun Ra,
Mantronix,
Goldenarms,
Avey Tare,
Fugazi,
Boz Scaggs,
Lungfish,
Crispian St. Peters,
Mission of Burma,
the Sonics,
Pharoah Sanders,
Boogie Down Productions,
Trumans Water,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Steve Hackett,
The Human League,
Gregory Isaacs,
Deepchord,
Electric Prunes,
The Cure,
Scott Walker,
Ken Boothe,
Bobby Sherman,
Bush Tetras,
June of 44,
Lakeside,
Second Layer,
Panda Bear,
The Fall,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Slackers,
Harry Pussy,
Mr. Review,
Reagan Youth,
Kevin Saunderson,
Crash Course in Science,
Slick Rick,
the Germs,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Monks,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Bobby Womack,
Donny Hathaway,
Jeff Mills,
Y Pants,
Sam Rivers,
John Lydon,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience.
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.