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 Cape Verde and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Portland.
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 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 Eli Mardock to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Sound. All the underground hits.
All Public Enemy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jawbox 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gabor Szabo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul Sonic Force,
The Slits,
Lindisfarne,
Fad Gadget,
Babytalk,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Slick Rick,
The Smiths,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Gories,
The Fall,
Sister Nancy,
Minutemen,
Wire,
The Star Department,
The Skatalites,
Quadrant,
The Cramps,
DJ Style,
Frankie Knuckles,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Audionom,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Shadows of Knight,
Wings,
Dennis Brown,
Blancmange,
The Standells,
Amon Düül,
Junior Murvin,
Supertramp,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Bang On A Can,
Ash Ra Tempel,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Interpol,
Derrick Morgan,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Morten Harket,
Gang Starr,
Delta 5,
Fluxion,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Isaac Hayes,
Brass Construction,
The Cowsills,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Steve Hackett,
Minor Threat,
Rakim,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Anthony Braxton,
The Detroit Cobras,
Agitation Free,
David McCallum,
Pere Ubu,
Eddi Front,
The Trojans,
Monks,
Darondo,
Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey.
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.