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 Venezuela and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Shanghai.
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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Ten City to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam. All the underground hits.
All Gabor Szabo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alice Coltrane 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Guru Guru record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ash Ra Tempel,
Sun City Girls,
Aloha Tigers,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Gabor Szabo,
Pussy Galore,
World's Most,
Panda Bear,
Sound Behaviour,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Scion,
Delta 5,
Joy Division,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Jandek,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Excepter,
Von Mondo,
Deadbeat,
Saccharine Trust,
Average White Band,
Robert Hood,
Ultra Naté,
The Sound,
Marine Girls,
KRS-One,
Todd Rundgren,
Maurizio,
Camberwell Now,
The Gap Band,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Graham Central Station,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
John Coltrane,
Deakin,
The Techniques,
Infiniti,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Joe Smooth,
Sonny Sharrock,
48th St. Collective,
Public Enemy,
Yusef Lateef,
Moby Grape,
The Selecter,
Ultravox,
Shuggie Otis,
Wire,
Massinfluence,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Marvin Gaye,
Warren Ellis,
Soft Cell,
The Mojo Men,
Mars,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
AZ,
Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith.
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.