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 Laos and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 Aswad to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Black Moon. All the underground hits.
All Deepchord tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every James White and The Blacks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Bourne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
Matthew Bourne,
The Doors,
The Gap Band,
Fugazi,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Toni Rubio,
Bang On A Can,
The Monks,
Gichy Dan,
Gang Gang Dance,
Soul II Soul,
Con Funk Shun,
Saccharine Trust,
Chris & Cosey,
The Fuzztones,
Circle Jerks,
The Durutti Column,
K-Klass,
Mad Mike,
Joe Smooth,
Janne Schatter,
Peter & Gordon,
The Monochrome Set,
Symarip,
Country Teasers,
Radiopuhelimet,
Marmalade,
Anakelly,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Von Mondo,
The Slits,
Camberwell Now,
The Evens,
Mission of Burma,
Main Source,
Marc Almond,
The Motions,
June Days,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Moss Icon,
Supertramp,
Gang Starr,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Tomorrow,
Bootsy Collins,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Public Enemy,
Au Pairs,
Oneida,
Blake Baxter,
Sight & Sound,
Tubeway Army,
Lee Hazlewood,
Arab on Radar,
Kool Moe Dee,
Model 500,
Bluetip,
The Music Machine,
Livin' Joy,
Echospace, Echospace, Echospace, Echospace.
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.