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 Senegal and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 spring reverb 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 Sparks to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Rosa Yemen. All the underground hits.
All Mad Mike tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Lydon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shuggie Otis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
X-101,
Theoretical Girls,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Sällskapet,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Public Image Ltd.,
Moebius,
The Stooges,
Ohio Players,
Pagans,
Marine Girls,
Blake Baxter,
Marshall Jefferson,
Robert Wyatt,
Alphaville,
The Shadows of Knight,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
the Association,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Ituana,
Fluxion,
Saccharine Trust,
Pulsallama,
The Monochrome Set,
Hoover,
Scion,
The Detroit Cobras,
Franke,
Gang Starr,
The Associates,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
T.S.O.L.,
The Selecter,
Bobby Womack,
Sound Behaviour,
Bauhaus,
Severed Heads,
The Velvet Underground,
Peter & Gordon,
The Five Americans,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Easy Going,
Gregory Isaacs,
Absolute Body Control,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Niagra,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Das Ding,
The Zeros,
FM Einheit,
Buzzcocks,
Barclay James Harvest,
Underground Resistance,
Lower 48,
Reagan Youth,
Roger Hodgson,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band.
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.