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 Czech Republic and from Mumbai.
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 Portland and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 808 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 Camouflage 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 Fela Kuti. All the underground hits.
All Soul Sonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Easy Going record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lightning Bolt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hot Snakes,
Amon Düül,
Echospace,
Absolute Body Control,
Saccharine Trust,
The Sound,
New Order,
Joe Smooth,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
A Certain Ratio,
Thompson Twins,
The Golliwogs,
The Five Americans,
Gichy Dan,
Jandek,
The Evens,
Harpers Bizarre,
Lakeside,
Rod Modell,
Hashim,
Youth Brigade,
Girls At Our Best!,
Monolake,
John Holt,
Moss Icon,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Grauzone,
Scientists,
Avey Tare,
Sixth Finger,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Todd Terry,
kango's stein massive,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Reagan Youth,
Matthew Bourne,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Gil Scott Heron,
Agitation Free,
Ossler,
The Mummies,
Scan 7,
Tres Demented,
Aaron Thompson,
The Grass Roots,
Rufus Thomas,
A Flock of Seagulls,
John Lydon,
CMW,
Swell Maps,
Buzzcocks,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Carl Craig,
Theoretical Girls,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Black Pus,
the Normal,
Roxette, Roxette, Roxette, Roxette.
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.