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 Bhutan and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Milan.
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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar 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 Yazoo to the funk 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 The Chocolate Watch Band. All the underground hits.
All Steve Hackett tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Beasts of Bourbon 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quando Quango record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Echospace,
The Saints,
The Flesh Eaters,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Stooges,
Oblivians,
The Martian,
Henry Cow,
Talk Talk,
Slave,
Flamin' Groovies,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Yusef Lateef,
The Zeros,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Suicide,
The Skatalites,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Nico,
Icehouse,
New Order,
Marcia Griffiths,
Circle Jerks,
The Cosmic Jokers,
X-102,
Outsiders,
Barbara Tucker,
Babytalk,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
48th St. Collective,
Radiopuhelimet,
D'Angelo,
Guru Guru,
Sparks,
Electric Prunes,
X-Ray Spex,
Idris Muhammad,
Joe Finger,
Heaven 17,
Amon Düül,
Section 25,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Laurel Aitken,
The Slackers,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Angels of Light,
The Star Department,
Sonny Sharrock,
Scientists,
Joensuu 1685,
China Crisis,
The Pretty Things,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Sun Ra,
Hot Snakes,
Patti Smith,
Dual Sessions,
Arcadia,
Drive Like Jehu,
Alice Coltrane,
Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane.
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.