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 Bahamas and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 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 Spandau Ballet to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Sam Rivers. All the underground hits.
All Sexual Harrassment tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Görl 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Half Japanese record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül II,
Jesper Dahlback,
Lucky Dragons,
Kenny Larkin,
Accadde A,
Absolute Body Control,
Patti Smith,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Kinks,
Lalo Schifrin,
Q and Not U,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Bush Tetras,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Hardrive,
Althea and Donna,
Sonic Youth,
Cybotron,
The Fire Engines,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Fear,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
June of 44,
Technova,
The Fuzztones,
Minny Pops,
Jawbox,
Bill Near,
Hoover,
Wire,
Ludus,
Desert Stars,
Stiv Bators,
Graham Central Station,
The Busters,
Japan,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Young Marble Giants,
The Blues Magoos,
Flamin' Groovies,
China Crisis,
Moby Grape,
Y Pants,
B.T. Express,
The Golliwogs,
This Heat,
The Buckinghams,
Zapp,
Con Funk Shun,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Associates,
Panda Bear,
Joensuu 1685,
Warsaw,
Traffic Nightmare,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Judy Mowatt,
Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe.
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.