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 Canada and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Index to the crunk 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 Fluxion. All the underground hits.
All the Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mantronix 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lungfish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Pop Group,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Altered Images,
Eden Ahbez,
the Slits,
Reuben Wilson,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Pharoah Sanders,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Fela Kuti,
Morten Harket,
Easy Going,
Ten City,
Kaleidoscope,
T.S.O.L.,
Public Image Ltd.,
Monolake,
Max Romeo,
Camouflage,
Intrusion,
Ossler,
Rapeman,
Slick Rick,
Fugazi,
Sun Ra,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Glambeats Corp.,
Stetsasonic,
OOIOO,
Bang On A Can,
Crime,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
A Certain Ratio,
Lightning Bolt,
Radiopuhelimet,
Hoover,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Angels of Light,
Delta 5,
AZ,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Scientists,
Johnny Clarke,
Von Mondo,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Eddi Front,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Idris Muhammad,
Vladislav Delay,
Swell Maps,
LL Cool J,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Monks,
Moebius,
Sandy B,
Zapp,
Hardrive,
Pylon,
R.M.O.,
Echospace,
Masters at Work,
Grandmaster Flash,
Warsaw,
The Victims, The Victims, The Victims, The Victims.
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.