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 Andorra 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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the organ 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 Scientists to the rock 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 London Community Gospel Choir. All the underground hits.
All DeepChord presents Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lafayette Afro Rock Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Josef K record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Ohio Players,
Malaria!,
Prince Buster,
Roy Ayers,
Negative Approach,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Sonics,
the Germs,
Moebius,
The Wake,
Donald Byrd,
Joy Division,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Howard Jones,
The Tremeloes,
Siglo XX,
Buzzcocks,
Groovy Waters,
Desert Stars,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sixth Finger,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Symarip,
Ultravox,
Erasure,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Public Image Ltd.,
Dorothy Ashby,
Amon Düül II,
Hardrive,
Danielle Patucci,
Jeru the Damaja,
Marine Girls,
Sonic Youth,
Cymande,
Youth Brigade,
Isaac Hayes,
Make Up,
Kerri Chandler,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Mojo Men,
Steve Hackett,
The Gap Band,
Young Marble Giants,
Banda Bassotti,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Residents,
Boz Scaggs,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Invisible,
Godley & Creme,
Theoretical Girls,
Mark Hollis,
The Beau Brummels,
The Detroit Cobras,
Avey Tare,
Hoover,
Livin' Joy,
R.M.O.,
Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna.
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.