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 Zimbabwe and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 DNA to the funk 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 Kenny Larkin. All the underground hits.
All Lakeside tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skriet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joensuu 1685 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Monks,
Y Pants,
Slick Rick,
Robert Hood,
Brothers Johnson,
Whodini,
PIL,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Glenn Branca,
Pharoah Sanders,
Bob Dylan,
Aloha Tigers,
Buzzcocks,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Tommy Roe,
China Crisis,
Aswad,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Golliwogs,
Nik Kershaw,
Grauzone,
Robert Wyatt,
Masters at Work,
Wally Richardson,
The Count Five,
Organ,
Boredoms,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Hot Snakes,
Silicon Teens,
Darondo,
Gang Green,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Fall,
Thompson Twins,
The Index,
Curtis Mayfield,
Boz Scaggs,
The Happenings,
The Gladiators,
Soul II Soul,
Soulsonic Force,
Model 500,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Chris & Cosey,
Juan Atkins,
Con Funk Shun,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Toni Rubio,
Pierre Henry,
The Doors,
Pulsallama,
the Germs,
Kayak,
Gang Starr,
Harry Pussy,
Mr. Review,
David Axelrod,
Urselle,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Eurythmics,
Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover.
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.