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 Finland and from Houston.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 mellotron 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 Shoche to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Pagans. All the underground hits.
All Main Source tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ponytail record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eurythmics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Los Fastidios,
Mantronix,
Warren Ellis,
Lou Reed,
Subhumans,
Organ,
Roger Hodgson,
Suburban Knight,
Nick Fraelich,
Marine Girls,
Bill Near,
Ludus,
Deepchord,
Scrapy,
Aloha Tigers,
The Detroit Cobras,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Amon Düül,
Iggy Pop,
The Pretty Things,
Max Romeo,
Heaven 17,
Todd Terry,
EPMD,
Yusef Lateef,
Absolute Body Control,
Marvin Gaye,
The Five Americans,
Half Japanese,
Gang of Four,
The Buckinghams,
The Red Krayola,
Pere Ubu,
Donald Byrd,
Jeff Lynne,
New Order,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Fire Engines,
Pulsallama,
X-101,
Eurythmics,
UT,
Lalo Schifrin,
Gang Starr,
Howard Jones,
Piero Umiliani,
Lungfish,
Fear,
Warsaw,
The Raincoats,
Marshall Jefferson,
R.M.O.,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Cowsills,
Von Mondo,
Sällskapet,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Masters at Work,
Yaz,
Cecil Taylor,
Marcia Griffiths,
Bobby Byrd,
the Normal, the Normal, the Normal, the Normal.
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.