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 Vietnam and from Milan.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
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 Roxy Music to the funk 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 PIL. All the underground hits.
All Intrusion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lizzy Mercier Descloux 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Whodini record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neu!,
Tom Boy,
Black Moon,
Sam Rivers,
The Evens,
Soul Sonic Force,
10cc,
The Martian,
the Bar-Kays,
Joensuu 1685,
Archie Shepp,
Fugazi,
Blossom Toes,
Theoretical Girls,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Brick,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Ossler,
The Human League,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Monks,
Alton Ellis,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Steve Hackett,
The Monks,
Desert Stars,
Schoolly D,
Eden Ahbez,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Scott Walker,
Jandek,
The Skatalites,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Aural Exciters,
Wings,
Bobby Sherman,
Derrick Morgan,
DJ Sneak,
Drexciya,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Sound,
Metal Thangz,
Junior Murvin,
Royal Trux,
The Grass Roots,
New Age Steppers,
Moss Icon,
The Techniques,
Quadrant,
Quando Quango,
Eli Mardock,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Bobby Byrd,
The Gories,
Flamin' Groovies,
Accadde A,
Eric B and Rakim,
Adolescents,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Eric Dolphy,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse.
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.