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 Tunisia and from Jakarta.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Los Fastidios to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Bobbi Humphrey. All the underground hits.
All ABC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gap Band 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scratch Acid record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Roxette,
Nas,
D'Angelo,
Sam Rivers,
Marc Almond,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Country Teasers,
Peter & Gordon,
Con Funk Shun,
Bronski Beat,
Index,
The Fortunes,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lightning Bolt,
The Cure,
Dark Day,
Lower 48,
The Sound,
Clear Light,
The Litter,
The Fuzztones,
MC5,
Bobby Byrd,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Avey Tare,
Spoonie Gee,
The American Breed,
Bobby Womack,
Sun Ra,
K-Klass,
The Mighty Diamonds,
the Swans,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Soul Sonic Force,
Leonard Cohen,
Fear,
Duran Duran,
Aural Exciters,
The New Christs,
Ice-T,
Scratch Acid,
Juan Atkins,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Vladislav Delay,
The Associates,
Audionom,
Black Pus,
Jeff Lynne,
Banda Bassotti,
Rosa Yemen,
Moebius,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
June of 44,
Trumans Water,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Yazoo,
Angry Samoans,
These Immortal Souls,
The Durutti Column,
In Retrospect,
Tomorrow,
Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters.
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.