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 Russia and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 spring reverb 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 Fuzztones to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Excepter. All the underground hits.
All Eve St. Jones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Television Personalities record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Evens,
The J.B.'s,
Laurel Aitken,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pharoah Sanders,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Birthday Party,
Qualms,
Model 500,
Monks,
Piero Umiliani,
Q and Not U,
a-ha,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Mars,
X-Ray Spex,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Maurizio,
Average White Band,
Animal Collective,
Moby Grape,
Bauhaus,
The Selecter,
Agitation Free,
Suburban Knight,
Theoretical Girls,
ABC,
Vainqueur,
Pantaleimon,
Arab on Radar,
Danielle Patucci,
Roy Ayers,
The Shadows of Knight,
Slave,
The Mojo Men,
Deakin,
Eden Ahbez,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Siglo XX,
Mad Mike,
Nik Kershaw,
Jimmy McGriff,
Marvin Gaye,
kango's stein massive,
Bill Near,
The Electric Prunes,
The Modern Lovers,
China Crisis,
Roxette,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Standells,
Soulsonic Force,
Boredoms,
Matthew Halsall,
Sarah Menescal,
Altered Images,
Amon Düül,
Morten Harket,
Metal Thangz,
The Motions, The Motions, The Motions, The Motions.
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.