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 Australia and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Ultravox to the techno 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 Derrick Morgan. All the underground hits.
All Technova tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crispian St. Peters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dave Clark Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Idris Muhammad,
Jeru the Damaja,
Quadrant,
Black Flag,
Morten Harket,
The Real Kids,
Swell Maps,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Robert Hood,
Joy Division,
Scratch Acid,
Dual Sessions,
The Kinks,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Magazine,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Rekid,
X-101,
Jandek,
Duran Duran,
Heaven 17,
Tropical Tobacco,
Gichy Dan,
Agitation Free,
Warsaw,
Bobby Womack,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Main Source,
Von Mondo,
Peter and Kerry,
Joensuu 1685,
Bobby Byrd,
The Seeds,
Eve St. Jones,
Nas,
Spandau Ballet,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Monks,
The Martian,
Janne Schatter,
Blake Baxter,
David Bowie,
Ponytail,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Au Pairs,
Eric Dolphy,
Dave Gahan,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Kevin Saunderson,
Pet Shop Boys,
Sex Pistols,
Gang Gang Dance,
Boredoms,
The Smiths,
Man Eating Sloth,
Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson.
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.