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 Malaysia and from Salvador.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Accra.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Adolescents to the crunk 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 The Motions. All the underground hits.
All Suburban Knight tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Trojans 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Shadows of Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Icehouse,
Lightning Bolt,
Ohio Players,
The Fugs,
Lee Hazlewood,
Goldenarms,
Roy Ayers,
Quadrant,
FM Einheit,
OOIOO,
Wolf Eyes,
Anakelly,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Infiniti,
Rosa Yemen,
Morten Harket,
The Gap Band,
Radiohead,
Eden Ahbez,
Stetsasonic,
Animal Collective,
Parry Music,
Von Mondo,
Dennis Brown,
The Barracudas,
Bill Wells,
The Kinks,
Joy Division,
Zero Boys,
Public Enemy,
Throbbing Gristle,
Crime,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Funkadelic,
Bush Tetras,
The Raincoats,
Slave,
Funky Four + One,
The Trojans,
Hardrive,
Moebius,
These Immortal Souls,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Panda Bear,
The Stooges,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Little Man,
Janne Schatter,
Siglo XX,
cv313,
Guru Guru,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Flamin' Groovies,
Roger Hodgson,
Pantaleimon,
Wally Richardson,
The Five Americans,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Fear, Fear, Fear, Fear.
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.