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 Seychelles and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Copenhagen.
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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 AZ to the grunge 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 Crooked Eye. All the underground hits.
All Gang Gang Dance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Television record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Techniques record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Porter Ricks,
The Buckinghams,
The Offenders,
Basic Channel,
Black Sheep,
This Heat,
Lindisfarne,
Japan,
June Days,
Cameo,
The Remains,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Absolute Body Control,
EPMD,
Underground Resistance,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Sonics,
Lower 48,
The Grass Roots,
Brothers Johnson,
The Litter,
Y Pants,
Bronski Beat,
Public Image Ltd.,
Bill Near,
Josef K,
Neu!,
The Mojo Men,
Animal Collective,
Tropical Tobacco,
Tears for Fears,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Sister Nancy,
Morten Harket,
Marine Girls,
Arcadia,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ludus,
Bill Wells,
cv313,
Ronnie Foster,
Dawn Penn,
Agitation Free,
Arab on Radar,
Bauhaus,
Ice-T,
Throbbing Gristle,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Alton Ellis,
Cybotron,
Suburban Knight,
Kerri Chandler,
Scrapy,
Royal Trux,
Lee Hazlewood,
the Human League,
Jeff Mills,
Tres Demented,
Das Ding,
Inner City,
Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh.
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.