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 Iran and from Paris.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 David Bowie 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 Inner City to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Girls At Our Best!. All the underground hits.
All Chris & Cosey tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Intrusion record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thompson Twins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
CMW,
The Motions,
Buzzcocks,
ABBA,
The Red Krayola,
Andrew Hill,
The Fugs,
The Golliwogs,
The Star Department,
Rakim,
Sexual Harrassment,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Absolute Body Control,
the Fania All-Stars,
Johnny Clarke,
Crispian St. Peters,
Aural Exciters,
Sonic Youth,
JFA,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Cheater Slicks,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pussy Galore,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Ralphi Rosario,
Blancmange,
Toni Rubio,
Dual Sessions,
Q65,
Minny Pops,
Al Stewart,
Yusef Lateef,
Harmonia,
Symarip,
The Mummies,
Pantytec,
Groovy Waters,
Sällskapet,
Nik Kershaw,
Mad Mike,
The Techniques,
The Blues Magoos,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
B.T. Express,
The United States of America,
A Certain Ratio,
Boogie Down Productions,
Pylon,
Lee Hazlewood,
Bill Wells,
Alton Ellis,
The Music Machine,
the Swans,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Altered Images,
Swans,
Motorama,
Sixth Finger,
Drexciya,
David Bowie, David Bowie, David Bowie, David Bowie.
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.