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 Kosovo and from Bologna.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Holger Czukay 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 Hasil Adkins to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Kool Moe Dee. All the underground hits.
All D'Angelo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Monolake 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 sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Johnny Osbourne,
Derrick Morgan,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Golliwogs,
Guru Guru,
Thompson Twins,
Brothers Johnson,
the Soft Cell,
Moss Icon,
Barbara Tucker,
In Retrospect,
Marc Almond,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
the Sonics,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Desert Stars,
Youth Brigade,
Zero Boys,
48th St. Collective,
Country Teasers,
The Pop Group,
kango's stein massive,
The Buckinghams,
Blossom Toes,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Severed Heads,
Dual Sessions,
Brand Nubian,
Infiniti,
Graham Central Station,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Kurtis Blow,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Black Flag,
Bad Manners,
ABBA,
Hasil Adkins,
Deakin,
Connie Case,
Amon Düül II,
the Normal,
The Move,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Pretty Things,
Pylon,
Yazoo,
Bobby Sherman,
Altered Images,
the Germs,
The Young Rascals,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Beau Brummels,
Soulsonic Force,
Skriet,
Reuben Wilson,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Modern Lovers,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Tears for Fears,
Agitation Free,
Wasted Youth, Wasted Youth, Wasted Youth, Wasted Youth.
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.