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 Korea South and from Mumbai.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Ralphi Rosario to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Happenings. All the underground hits.
All Clear Light tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Audionom 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Motions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tom Boy,
Malaria!,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
the Normal,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Unrelated Segments,
Terrestrial Tones,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Boz Scaggs,
Deakin,
The Alarm Clocks,
Animal Collective,
Agitation Free,
John Coltrane,
Mark Hollis,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Yazoo,
Josef K,
Negative Approach,
Laurel Aitken,
Chrome,
The J.B.'s,
X-102,
The Cowsills,
Eric B and Rakim,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Anthony Braxton,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Interpol,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Beau Brummels,
Donny Hathaway,
Alton Ellis,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Nick Fraelich,
Ultimate Spinach,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Maleditus Sound,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Jandek,
Radio Birdman,
Aswad,
Pere Ubu,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Fortunes,
The Neon Judgement,
Scion,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Procol Harum,
The Cramps,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Gap Band,
Eli Mardock,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Girls At Our Best!,
the Slits,
Heaven 17,
Blake Baxter,
Buzzcocks,
Jimmy McGriff,
Lightning Bolt,
The Gories, The Gories, The Gories, The Gories.
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.