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 Sri Lanka and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Mumbai.
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 harpsichord 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 Hashim 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 Aaron Thompson. All the underground hits.
All Basic Channel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barbara Tucker,
Can,
Youth Brigade,
Soul Sonic Force,
Kerri Chandler,
Radiohead,
Make Up,
Eric Dolphy,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Hot Snakes,
Ponytail,
Supertramp,
The Human League,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Soulsonic Force,
Ralphi Rosario,
Guru Guru,
Reagan Youth,
Fugazi,
Isaac Hayes,
The Offenders,
Curtis Mayfield,
Brand Nubian,
Moby Grape,
Soft Cell,
The Fall,
Lakeside,
The Smiths,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Aloha Tigers,
MC5,
Steve Hackett,
The Divine Comedy,
Simply Red,
Quantec,
Young Marble Giants,
A Certain Ratio,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Fela Kuti,
PIL,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sun Ra,
Bob Dylan,
The New Christs,
The Barracudas,
Henry Cow,
Funky Four + One,
Altered Images,
The Slackers,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Fat Boys,
Swans,
Kurtis Blow,
Public Enemy,
Joe Smooth,
Maleditus Sound,
Ludus,
The Wake,
Crooked Eye,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Gap Band,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Boz Scaggs,
Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes.
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.