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 Cyprus and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 Donald Fagen 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 Zero Boys to the disco 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 The Gun Club. All the underground hits.
All The Litter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rotary Connection record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Siglo XX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swans,
Lou Christie,
Pharoah Sanders,
ABBA,
The Kinks,
Erasure,
Stiv Bators,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Cymande,
Sister Nancy,
Interpol,
Massinfluence,
Johnny Osbourne,
Ossler,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Standells,
Rotary Connection,
kango's stein massive,
Cybotron,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Soft Cell,
Harpers Bizarre,
Ornette Coleman,
Monks,
Fluxion,
James White and The Blacks,
Lungfish,
Agitation Free,
These Immortal Souls,
The United States of America,
The Blackbyrds,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Desert Stars,
Joyce Sims,
Sight & Sound,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Buckinghams,
Nas,
Brothers Johnson,
Idris Muhammad,
Thompson Twins,
DJ Sneak,
Josef K,
David Bowie,
The Stooges,
Jesper Dahlback,
Brick,
The Neon Judgement,
The Slits,
Bobby Womack,
Panda Bear,
Fela Kuti,
D'Angelo,
Peter & Gordon,
Easy Going,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Scientists,
Eden Ahbez,
Wings,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Nation of Ulysses,
Soulsonic Force,
Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix.
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.