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 Fiji 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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
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 Thee Headcoats to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Al Stewart. All the underground hits.
All Essential Logic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thee Headcoats 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Zeros record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Robert Görl,
Pharoah Sanders,
Bauhaus,
Minutemen,
Ronnie Foster,
The Move,
The Gories,
Talk Talk,
kango's stein massive,
Basic Channel,
Aswad,
Steve Hackett,
Crash Course in Science,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Black Bananas,
Monolake,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Harmonia,
Thompson Twins,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Au Pairs,
The Offenders,
Rhythm & Sound,
Gabor Szabo,
Grey Daturas,
John Foxx,
Susan Cadogan,
The Grass Roots,
Rod Modell,
Arthur Verocai,
Brass Construction,
Das Ding,
Throbbing Gristle,
Glambeats Corp.,
Yazoo,
Drive Like Jehu,
Marine Girls,
Negative Approach,
Slick Rick,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
ABC,
Terry Callier,
Sun City Girls,
Altered Images,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Livin' Joy,
Vainqueur,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Organ,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
New York Dolls,
The Kinks,
Funky Four + One,
Fad Gadget,
cv313,
Carl Craig,
Maleditus Sound,
E-Dancer,
Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza.
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.