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 Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 linndrum 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 Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson to the grunge 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 June Days. All the underground hits.
All Erasure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Normal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gian Franco Pienzio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Von Mondo,
Theoretical Girls,
Pulsallama,
Lucky Dragons,
Leonard Cohen,
New Age Steppers,
Avey Tare,
The Techniques,
The Count Five,
The Dead C,
Ossler,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Kenny Larkin,
Shuggie Otis,
The Monochrome Set,
The Busters,
Sonny Sharrock,
Panda Bear,
The Birthday Party,
Pantytec,
Letta Mbulu,
The Gories,
Mo-Dettes,
DJ Style,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Negative Approach,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Girls At Our Best!,
Joey Negro,
Public Enemy,
Janne Schatter,
The Black Dice,
Funkadelic,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Lungfish,
Dennis Brown,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Drive Like Jehu,
Aural Exciters,
Eric Copeland,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Depeche Mode,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Vladislav Delay,
the Human League,
Warsaw,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Aloha Tigers,
Sight & Sound,
Royal Trux,
10cc,
Sparks,
EPMD,
Echospace,
The Dirtbombs,
Harry Pussy,
Brass Construction,
Kaleidoscope,
Donald Byrd,
Wasted Youth,
Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants.
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.