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 Taiwan and from Lille.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The Doors to the electroclash 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 Rotary Connection. All the underground hits.
All Aswad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Urselle 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ohio Players record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Tremeloes,
Reagan Youth,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Maleditus Sound,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Spoonie Gee,
New Age Steppers,
48th St. Collective,
Lower 48,
Rufus Thomas,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Move,
Ohio Players,
Pulsallama,
Chris Corsano,
Derrick Morgan,
Terry Callier,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sonny Sharrock,
Harpers Bizarre,
Tropical Tobacco,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Bronski Beat,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Wake,
Dark Day,
Magma,
Michelle Simonal,
Parry Music,
Tommy Roe,
The Five Americans,
Deakin,
Nas,
Das Ding,
Ultravox,
The Alarm Clocks,
Motorama,
Babytalk,
The Martian,
Average White Band,
Delta 5,
The Smiths,
Camouflage,
Altered Images,
Public Enemy,
Intrusion,
Deepchord,
Peter & Gordon,
Cecil Taylor,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Smoke,
Depeche Mode,
Little Man,
Niagra,
Peter and Kerry,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Ronnie Foster,
Young Marble Giants,
Mark Hollis,
Symarip,
Fela Kuti,
Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers.
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.