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 Bangladesh and from Columbus.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Woodstock.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Duran Duran to the punk 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 Porter Ricks. All the underground hits.
All Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Groovy Waters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Saccharine Trust record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Wake,
Deepchord,
The United States of America,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Lou Christie,
Stetsasonic,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Alison Limerick,
Heaven 17,
Ornette Coleman,
Harpers Bizarre,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Archie Shepp,
Janne Schatter,
Jandek,
The Pretty Things,
Gichy Dan,
Crash Course in Science,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Davy DMX,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Blackbyrds,
Young Marble Giants,
Jacques Brel,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Cybotron,
Black Flag,
David McCallum,
Rotary Connection,
Oneida,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Music Machine,
CMW,
Johnny Osbourne,
Television,
Althea and Donna,
Groovy Waters,
The Moody Blues,
Big Daddy Kane,
Sixth Finger,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Wings,
Bob Dylan,
Oblivians,
Au Pairs,
One Last Wish,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Jeff Lynne,
The Fugs,
Piero Umiliani,
The Searchers,
Guru Guru,
Adolescents,
Traffic Nightmare,
Intrusion,
Public Enemy,
the Germs,
Sparks,
the Association, the Association, the Association, the Association.
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.