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 Mexico and from Shanghai.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane 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 808 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 Brothers Johnson to the techno 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 Trumans Water. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magma record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wasted Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Scratch Acid,
Easy Going,
Delta 5,
Monks,
Franke,
Blake Baxter,
Amon Düül II,
Ice-T,
The Names,
Yaz,
Eric B and Rakim,
Black Flag,
Kerri Chandler,
The Residents,
Mantronix,
Simply Red,
The Fugs,
Can,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Thompson Twins,
Eden Ahbez,
Rhythm & Sound,
Eric Copeland,
Minnie Riperton,
Zero Boys,
X-Ray Spex,
Parry Music,
Hasil Adkins,
John Foxx,
Rotary Connection,
Thee Headcoats,
John Holt,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Jesper Dahlback,
Bauhaus,
Eric Dolphy,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Metal Thangz,
Stockholm Monsters,
Panda Bear,
Jacob Miller,
Japan,
Organ,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Fad Gadget,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Isaac Hayes,
Joe Smooth,
The Tremeloes,
The Divine Comedy,
Aloha Tigers,
Tim Buckley,
Grey Daturas,
The Electric Prunes,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Radiopuhelimet,
the Soft Cell,
La Düsseldorf,
Freddie Wadling,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Jawbox,
The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs.
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.