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 Antigua and from Tokyo.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Zeros 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 Jimmy McGriff. All the underground hits.
All Man Parrish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visage record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skriet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Model 500,
The J.B.'s,
Michelle Simonal,
Joensuu 1685,
Agitation Free,
Masters at Work,
JFA,
Essential Logic,
Oblivians,
Dual Sessions,
Gong,
Sam Rivers,
The Misunderstood,
Mr. Review,
Bobby Womack,
The New Christs,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Unwound,
Brass Construction,
Lindisfarne,
The Cowsills,
Alton Ellis,
Ronan,
Talk Talk,
Jeff Lynne,
Crispy Ambulance,
Livin' Joy,
Bill Wells,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
PIL,
The Beau Brummels,
Sight & Sound,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Little Man,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Human League,
Alphaville,
Buzzcocks,
Barbara Tucker,
James White and The Blacks,
Flash Fearless,
The Tremeloes,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Happenings,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Kinks,
Rufus Thomas,
Amon Düül,
Deadbeat,
Soulsonic Force,
Yazoo,
The Moody Blues,
The Sonics,
Minor Threat,
The Smoke,
Mars,
Second Layer,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Skaos,
Simply Red,
Bauhaus, Bauhaus, Bauhaus, Bauhaus.
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.