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 Ireland and from Columbus.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the oboe 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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Moss Icon. All the underground hits.
All Joe Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Real Kids record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Leonard Cohen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Model 500,
T. Rex,
Toni Rubio,
Darondo,
Patti Smith,
Monolake,
Quando Quango,
These Immortal Souls,
Alton Ellis,
Flash Fearless,
Brick,
H. Thieme,
Joey Negro,
Anakelly,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Fugs,
Swans,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Glenn Branca,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Black Sheep,
Nation of Ulysses,
DJ Sneak,
The Index,
Pet Shop Boys,
Eli Mardock,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Flipper,
Essential Logic,
Heaven 17,
Japan,
Magma,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
David Axelrod,
Rotary Connection,
Aswad,
Tom Boy,
Lyres,
Barbara Tucker,
John Cale,
Eurythmics,
Moss Icon,
Bill Near,
Whodini,
The Martian,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
FM Einheit,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Funky Four + One,
Tears for Fears,
The Electric Prunes,
Nirvana,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Howard Jones,
Rites of Spring,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Camberwell Now,
Ohio Players,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Victims,
Fatback Band,
The Smoke, The Smoke, The Smoke, The Smoke.
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.