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 Ethiopia and from Edmonton.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Barbara Tucker 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 10cc. All the underground hits.
All Rekid tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lizzy Mercier Descloux record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
Cheater Slicks,
Arthur Verocai,
Grey Daturas,
Wings,
Connie Case,
Shuggie Otis,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Malaria!,
Junior Murvin,
Average White Band,
The Zeros,
Flamin' Groovies,
Roxy Music,
Delon & Dalcan,
Agitation Free,
DNA,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
B.T. Express,
Scott Walker,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Harmonia,
Eddi Front,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Vladislav Delay,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Searchers,
Ornette Coleman,
Bootsy Collins,
Erykah Badu,
Steve Hackett,
Alison Limerick,
Avey Tare,
World's Most,
The Divine Comedy,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Eve St. Jones,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Deadbeat,
Charles Mingus,
FM Einheit,
Marshall Jefferson,
Bizarre Inc.,
Infiniti,
A Certain Ratio,
Wasted Youth,
Cecil Taylor,
New York Dolls,
The Gun Club,
Sugar Minott,
Yazoo,
The Walker Brothers,
Harry Pussy,
The Slits,
Fatback Band,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Panda Bear,
Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic.
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.