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 Suriname and from Accra.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Livin' Joy to the crunk 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 Slave. All the underground hits.
All MC5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June Days 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kerri Chandler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Joe & The Fish,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
CMW,
Organ,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Josef K,
Skarface,
Warren Ellis,
Sister Nancy,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Suburban Knight,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Neu!,
Maleditus Sound,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Outsiders,
Nils Olav,
Chris Corsano,
Tomorrow,
Simply Red,
Rotary Connection,
L. Decosne,
The Sonics,
Guru Guru,
The Toasters,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Boredoms,
The Gories,
Talk Talk,
The Motions,
Joyce Sims,
Kurtis Blow,
Toni Rubio,
Schoolly D,
Can,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Delta 5,
Massinfluence,
The Divine Comedy,
Suicide,
Magma,
Chrome,
Black Moon,
Ken Boothe,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Sound,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Moby Grape,
E-Dancer,
Rufus Thomas,
Lightning Bolt,
Nico,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Quantec,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Hardrive,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Blossom Toes,
U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple.
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.