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 Chad and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Joe Smooth to the techno 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 Sunsets and Hearts. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Carl Craig record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker + Sunn O))) record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Godley & Creme,
Alton Ellis,
Eric Copeland,
Oneida,
Slave,
Con Funk Shun,
Jawbox,
The Remains,
Jacques Brel,
A Certain Ratio,
Kerrie Biddell,
Maurizio,
The Star Department,
The United States of America,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Pantaleimon,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Blackbyrds,
The Neon Judgement,
Zapp,
Derrick May,
This Heat,
Sister Nancy,
Pole,
The Martian,
Rotary Connection,
Soul Sonic Force,
Hashim,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Yellowson,
Monolake,
The Durutti Column,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Sparks,
Underground Resistance,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Siglo XX,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Bizarre Inc.,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Boogie Down Productions,
Bootsy Collins,
The Gap Band,
Pantytec,
Prince Buster,
The Mojo Men,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Althea and Donna,
MC5,
The Pop Group,
Joe Smooth,
Delon & Dalcan,
Pet Shop Boys,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Moby Grape,
Nils Olav,
Quadrant,
Theoretical Girls,
Surgeon,
Wings,
Lee Hazlewood,
Metal Thangz,
Minor Threat, Minor Threat, Minor Threat, Minor Threat.
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.