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 Uganda and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 clarinet 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 Slits to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Scientists. All the underground hits.
All Chrome tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cal Tjader record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brass Construction record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Agitation Free,
Derrick Morgan,
Siglo XX,
Bobby Byrd,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Techniques,
Crooked Eye,
Faraquet,
Pulsallama,
Ituana,
E-Dancer,
Television,
La Düsseldorf,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Monochrome Set,
Crash Course in Science,
Lakeside,
Eric Dolphy,
Pole,
Nils Olav,
Eli Mardock,
The Mojo Men,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Amazonics,
DJ Style,
The Gap Band,
Crispian St. Peters,
Rufus Thomas,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Niagra,
Circle Jerks,
The New Christs,
The Star Department,
Barbara Tucker,
Terrestrial Tones,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Stereo Dub,
The Kinks,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Scratch Acid,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Wire,
Judy Mowatt,
Laurel Aitken,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Main Source,
The Fuzztones,
Saccharine Trust,
David Axelrod,
Pierre Henry,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Associates,
The Blackbyrds,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Terry Callier,
The Modern Lovers,
John Holt,
The Grass Roots,
Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill.
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.