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 Slovenia and from Calgary.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Reagan Youth to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Marc Almond. All the underground hits.
All LL Cool J tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cybotron record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harmonia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Eric B and Rakim,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Searchers,
Arab on Radar,
Bob Dylan,
Main Source,
Scan 7,
Avey Tare,
Amon Düül,
Soft Machine,
Spandau Ballet,
Quadrant,
Shuggie Otis,
Pagans,
Can,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Andrew Hill,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Doobie Brothers,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Masters at Work,
Nils Olav,
Crooked Eye,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Monks,
Soul II Soul,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
One Last Wish,
Sonny Sharrock,
Black Sheep,
X-Ray Spex,
Das Ding,
Hashim,
Intrusion,
Bobby Sherman,
Jerry's Kids,
Rod Modell,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Massinfluence,
Minutemen,
Sexual Harrassment,
Basic Channel,
Sonic Youth,
Dark Day,
Negative Approach,
Blancmange,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Camberwell Now,
Swell Maps,
Maleditus Sound,
Ultra Naté,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Duran Duran,
Tropical Tobacco,
Silicon Teens,
The Flesh Eaters,
Skarface, Skarface, Skarface, Skarface.
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.