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 Poland and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 theremin 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 Sonny Sharrock to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Panda Bear. All the underground hits.
All the Association tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bauhaus 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ken Boothe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Section 25,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Hasil Adkins,
Silicon Teens,
Sister Nancy,
Harmonia,
cv313,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Subhumans,
Inner City,
Adolescents,
Scion,
The Pretty Things,
Mandrill,
Faraquet,
June Days,
Funkadelic,
Lyres,
Black Sheep,
Henry Cow,
Iggy Pop,
the Germs,
Rapeman,
Wasted Youth,
Youth Brigade,
JFA,
The Flesh Eaters,
Barbara Tucker,
The Invisible,
the Slits,
Big Daddy Kane,
Anakelly,
Grey Daturas,
Slick Rick,
the Human League,
Mad Mike,
The Seeds,
Tom Boy,
Reagan Youth,
Altered Images,
Robert Görl,
Girls At Our Best!,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Radio Birdman,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Crispy Ambulance,
Groovy Waters,
Mary Jane Girls,
Brothers Johnson,
Kevin Saunderson,
Kerri Chandler,
Gang Gang Dance,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Agent Orange,
Derrick Morgan,
Mission of Burma,
Roy Ayers,
T. Rex,
The Gories,
Man Eating Sloth,
Jandek,
The Beau Brummels,
Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan.
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.