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 Ireland and from Houston.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Woodstock.
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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Names. All the underground hits.
All The Names tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harpers Bizarre 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cecil Taylor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Negative Approach,
Oneida,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Kas Product,
Iggy Pop,
Anthony Braxton,
The Electric Prunes,
The American Breed,
Yazoo,
Reuben Wilson,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Infiniti,
Sixth Finger,
Sun City Girls,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Pere Ubu,
Marshall Jefferson,
the Swans,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Tomorrow,
the Germs,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Livin' Joy,
Mission of Burma,
Alton Ellis,
Lyres,
Bush Tetras,
Jeru the Damaja,
Slick Rick,
Junior Murvin,
Rhythm & Sound,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Sonny Sharrock,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Gichy Dan,
Sonic Youth,
Avey Tare,
Eric B and Rakim,
Masters at Work,
Outsiders,
The Index,
R.M.O.,
L. Decosne,
Stockholm Monsters,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Erasure,
Isaac Hayes,
Sparks,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Durutti Column,
The Monks,
Quando Quango,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
K-Klass,
Peter & Gordon,
The Gap Band,
the Human League,
Pharoah Sanders,
Amon Düül,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Move,
Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills.
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.