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 Gambia and from Columbus.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 linndrum 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 Kas Product to the rock 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 B.T. Express. All the underground hits.
All a-ha tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pharoah Sanders record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul Sonic Force,
the Normal,
Schoolly D,
Maleditus Sound,
Lalo Schifrin,
Danielle Patucci,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
the Sonics,
Patti Smith,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Cecil Taylor,
Marshall Jefferson,
John Coltrane,
Crash Course in Science,
Mad Mike,
Heaven 17,
Oneida,
Smog,
Sarah Menescal,
Dual Sessions,
Motorama,
Radiohead,
Harmonia,
Suburban Knight,
JFA,
Freddie Wadling,
Livin' Joy,
Pylon,
Marine Girls,
Tubeway Army,
Newcleus,
The Human League,
Audionom,
Wire,
The Victims,
Mantronix,
June of 44,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Cymande,
Von Mondo,
Funky Four + One,
Fugazi,
Pere Ubu,
Ludus,
Scrapy,
the Slits,
Silicon Teens,
Deepchord,
Chris Corsano,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Joensuu 1685,
Peter and Kerry,
CMW,
Wasted Youth,
New Age Steppers,
Depeche Mode,
The Slits,
Echospace,
The Standells,
Saccharine Trust,
Ice-T, Ice-T, Ice-T, Ice-T.
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.