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 Taiwan and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 linndrum 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 Marmalade to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Jeff Lynne. All the underground hits.
All Ohio Players tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Victims record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pole record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cal Tjader,
Marc Almond,
Rapeman,
LL Cool J,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Fuzztones,
Can,
China Crisis,
Symarip,
The Fortunes,
Funkadelic,
Steve Hackett,
One Last Wish,
Fugazi,
Lalann,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Monochrome Set,
Connie Case,
Cluster,
Sparks,
Outsiders,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Barclay James Harvest,
Arab on Radar,
Bill Near,
Black Sheep,
Roger Hodgson,
The Gories,
the Fania All-Stars,
Black Bananas,
Maurizio,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Frankie Knuckles,
Second Layer,
Archie Shepp,
Eden Ahbez,
Technova,
Eric B and Rakim,
Colin Newman,
Tom Boy,
Yazoo,
The Wake,
The Durutti Column,
Metal Thangz,
The Human League,
Gastr Del Sol,
Rotary Connection,
The Young Rascals,
The Associates,
Jerry's Kids,
Clear Light,
The J.B.'s,
Peter and Kerry,
Gang Gang Dance,
Pagans,
Thee Headcoats,
Soulsonic Force,
Tres Demented,
Mad Mike,
The Gun Club, The Gun Club, The Gun Club, The Gun Club.
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.