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 Greece and from Tokyo.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Little Man to the rap 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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk. All the underground hits.
All X-101 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sixth Finger record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a 8 Eyed Spy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Duran Duran,
Eli Mardock,
The Golliwogs,
Rapeman,
Delon & Dalcan,
Aaron Thompson,
The Gap Band,
Aural Exciters,
Derrick Morgan,
The Move,
Jacques Brel,
Marcia Griffiths,
Glambeats Corp.,
Deakin,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Sexual Harrassment,
Stiv Bators,
The Happenings,
Animal Collective,
the Bar-Kays,
China Crisis,
Stereo Dub,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Bad Manners,
The Litter,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Technova,
Trumans Water,
Urselle,
Ohio Players,
The Wake,
The Zeros,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Henry Cow,
Rakim,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Smoke,
Roy Ayers,
Todd Rundgren,
Sun Ra,
Nik Kershaw,
Tim Buckley,
Sixth Finger,
Grauzone,
Juan Atkins,
Supertramp,
The Modern Lovers,
Massinfluence,
DJ Sneak,
The Skatalites,
Boz Scaggs,
Wally Richardson,
This Heat,
Depeche Mode,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Dawn Penn,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sex Pistols,
Grandmaster Flash,
H. Thieme, H. Thieme, H. Thieme, H. Thieme.
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.