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 Kiribati and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Peter & Gordon to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Pole. All the underground hits.
All Kaleidoscope tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every LL Cool J record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tommy Roe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Happenings,
The Count Five,
Brass Construction,
Radiopuhelimet,
Surgeon,
Isaac Hayes,
Cecil Taylor,
Aural Exciters,
Jawbox,
The Victims,
Visage,
Amon Düül,
The Wake,
Arab on Radar,
Marvin Gaye,
Youth Brigade,
The Pretty Things,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Electric Prunes,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Maleditus Sound,
Arthur Verocai,
Jacques Brel,
Prince Buster,
Nik Kershaw,
Bobby Byrd,
Ten City,
The Toasters,
F. McDonald,
The Associates,
Soul Sonic Force,
Monks,
Stetsasonic,
Cymande,
Jerry's Kids,
Quadrant,
Moss Icon,
X-101,
Bang On A Can,
Yellowson,
Judy Mowatt,
Q and Not U,
Peter & Gordon,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Delon & Dalcan,
Aswad,
ABBA,
Black Moon,
Spoonie Gee,
the Germs,
Vladislav Delay,
Amazonics,
The Monks,
Don Cherry,
The Grass Roots,
Funky Four + One,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Blackbyrds,
Boz Scaggs,
Malaria!,
Todd Rundgren,
Nirvana,
Soulsonic Force,
Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes.
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.