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 Nicaragua and from Madrid.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Tehran.
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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 DeepChord presents Echospace to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Neu!. All the underground hits.
All Cluster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joensuu 1685 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Livin' Joy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Bowie,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The New Christs,
The Cramps,
Q and Not U,
The Monks,
Thee Headcoats,
Amazonics,
Yellowson,
Roxette,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Idris Muhammad,
Grey Daturas,
Intrusion,
the Fania All-Stars,
Ralphi Rosario,
X-102,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Birthday Party,
Angry Samoans,
Liliput,
Sun Ra,
F. McDonald,
Simply Red,
Basic Channel,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Danielle Patucci,
Flash Fearless,
Alice Coltrane,
New Age Steppers,
Robert Hood,
Banda Bassotti,
Jeff Lynne,
Michelle Simonal,
Sound Behaviour,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Rod Modell,
Reuben Wilson,
Max Romeo,
Juan Atkins,
Matthew Halsall,
Lyres,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Fatback Band,
Gang Gang Dance,
X-101,
Soulsonic Force,
Deakin,
Saccharine Trust,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Monolake,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Smoke,
Fad Gadget,
Black Flag,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Gabor Szabo,
The Durutti Column,
Cymande,
Pere Ubu,
Deepchord,
Radiohead, Radiohead, Radiohead, Radiohead.
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.