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 St Lucia and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the organ 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 The Cowsills to the grunge 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 Brothers Johnson. All the underground hits.
All The Modern Lovers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gastr Del Sol 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Whodini record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Sound Behaviour,
Pagans,
Ten City,
Yazoo,
Theoretical Girls,
Y Pants,
Robert Wyatt,
Silicon Teens,
Tomorrow,
The Detroit Cobras,
Clear Light,
Accadde A,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Velvet Underground,
David Axelrod,
Youth Brigade,
The Cowsills,
Lucky Dragons,
Sixth Finger,
Sonic Youth,
Make Up,
The Mummies,
Wire,
Sonny Sharrock,
Albert Ayler,
Delon & Dalcan,
Marcia Griffiths,
Tommy Roe,
Can,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Warsaw,
The Saints,
Davy DMX,
The Martian,
the Germs,
Bobby Byrd,
Mandrill,
Nils Olav,
Skaos,
UT,
Stereo Dub,
Arcadia,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Freddie Wadling,
H. Thieme,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
CMW,
The Residents,
Barclay James Harvest,
Section 25,
Porter Ricks,
Nik Kershaw,
Das Ding,
Grey Daturas,
Parry Music,
The Grass Roots,
Smog,
Wolf Eyes,
Niagra,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth.
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.