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 Uzbekistan and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 Marmalade to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Delta 5. All the underground hits.
All The Happenings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Max Romeo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wasted Youth,
China Crisis,
These Immortal Souls,
Lyres,
Josef K,
X-101,
Mad Mike,
Boredoms,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Cowsills,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Misunderstood,
Bad Manners,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Suburban Knight,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Doobie Brothers,
Joensuu 1685,
Hoover,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Max Romeo,
David Axelrod,
Soulsonic Force,
Rod Modell,
Joe Finger,
Radiohead,
PIL,
Eric Dolphy,
Derrick Morgan,
June Days,
Little Man,
Wings,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Siglo XX,
The Mummies,
Barclay James Harvest,
Whodini,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Tomorrow,
The Durutti Column,
Half Japanese,
Colin Newman,
Panda Bear,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Magazine,
Nils Olav,
Nick Fraelich,
Sonny Sharrock,
Ten City,
Von Mondo,
Marc Almond,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Black Bananas,
Warsaw,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Robert Görl,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Sound,
Girls At Our Best!,
Sixth Finger,
Amon Düül,
Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew.
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.