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 Angola and from Salvador.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the theremin 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 The Sound to the jazz 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 Wings. All the underground hits.
All Reagan Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zero Boys 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun City Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DNA,
D'Angelo,
Glenn Branca,
Donald Byrd,
Fela Kuti,
Be Bop Deluxe,
CMW,
The Birthday Party,
L. Decosne,
Moss Icon,
Swans,
Quantec,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Graham Central Station,
Lalo Schifrin,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Moody Blues,
Outsiders,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Hardrive,
Soulsonic Force,
Bad Manners,
Cymande,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Index,
Half Japanese,
Vainqueur,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Count Five,
Kenny Larkin,
Brass Construction,
Albert Ayler,
Cybotron,
Buzzcocks,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Gabor Szabo,
The Associates,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Lou Reed,
Black Moon,
Pulsallama,
Liliput,
Goldenarms,
Bizarre Inc.,
Kool Moe Dee,
LL Cool J,
Spoonie Gee,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Kaleidoscope,
Eli Mardock,
Fad Gadget,
Hot Snakes,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Wake,
Pantytec,
Agitation Free,
Negative Approach,
OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO.
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.