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 Jamaica and from New York.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 Robert Palmer 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 Sonny Sharrock to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 T.S.O.L.. All the underground hits.
All The Human League tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobbi Humphrey 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a D'Angelo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crime,
The Smoke,
Flash Fearless,
Radiohead,
Glenn Branca,
FM Einheit,
The Invisible,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Neu!,
Lightning Bolt,
Blake Baxter,
Archie Shepp,
Icehouse,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Stooges,
Stereo Dub,
Lucky Dragons,
June Days,
Ten City,
Deepchord,
Eli Mardock,
Nation of Ulysses,
Sparks,
Junior Murvin,
Adolescents,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
PIL,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Aural Exciters,
Bootsy Collins,
Deakin,
Absolute Body Control,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Patti Smith,
The Modern Lovers,
Cymande,
The Music Machine,
Joensuu 1685,
Chrome,
Severed Heads,
The Selecter,
June of 44,
Newcleus,
Lyres,
Andrew Hill,
The Detroit Cobras,
OOIOO,
Pantytec,
Ultravox,
Heaven 17,
Hardrive,
Babytalk,
Eve St. Jones,
Jacques Brel,
Soft Cell,
Jesper Dahlback,
Black Bananas,
Skaos,
Sun Ra,
The Kinks,
Erykah Badu,
Rekid,
Vainqueur,
The Trojans,
Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence.
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.