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 South Africa and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 organ 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 Lebanon Hanover to the rock 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 Icehouse. All the underground hits.
All Sexual Harrassment tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gong record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cosmic Jokers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Shadows of Knight,
Y Pants,
Flipper,
Eve St. Jones,
Hoover,
Ossler,
Big Daddy Kane,
Tomorrow,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
A Certain Ratio,
Cymande,
Skriet,
Rod Modell,
Marvin Gaye,
Bizarre Inc.,
Robert Hood,
Siglo XX,
The Blues Magoos,
The Gladiators,
The Dead C,
Roxette,
Man Eating Sloth,
Pylon,
Sonic Youth,
Suicide,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Popol Vuh,
Harry Pussy,
Quadrant,
Unwound,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Isaac Hayes,
World's Most,
Motorama,
The Birthday Party,
Man Parrish,
Jerry's Kids,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Mr. Review,
The Martian,
Excepter,
Roger Hodgson,
Deadbeat,
Gang Gang Dance,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Pere Ubu,
Robert Wyatt,
Jesper Dahlback,
the Human League,
Das Ding,
Suburban Knight,
FM Einheit,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Index,
The Buckinghams,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Gories,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton.
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.