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 Pakistan 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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and London.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Lucky Dragons to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Niagra. All the underground hits.
All The Evens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Larry & the Blue Notes 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 a harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Skatalites record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lyres,
Hot Snakes,
The Human League,
Audionom,
The Red Krayola,
The Names,
Barry Ungar,
MC5,
Arcadia,
John Coltrane,
Brass Construction,
The Techniques,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
10cc,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Hasil Adkins,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Motorama,
John Foxx,
Piero Umiliani,
Stetsasonic,
Khruangbin,
Janne Schatter,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Mojo Men,
Lalo Schifrin,
La Düsseldorf,
Mantronix,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Matthew Halsall,
Jeru the Damaja,
Charles Mingus,
Massinfluence,
Bush Tetras,
The Evens,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Throbbing Gristle,
Curtis Mayfield,
Duran Duran,
Adolescents,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ituana,
Minnie Riperton,
Surgeon,
The American Breed,
Joyce Sims,
The Black Dice,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Rhythm & Sound,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Agent Orange,
Accadde A,
Howard Jones,
Absolute Body Control,
Wasted Youth,
Rod Modell,
Mo-Dettes,
The Sound,
Boz Scaggs,
Rosa Yemen,
Cymande,
Technova, Technova, Technova, Technova.
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.