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 Romania and from Calgary.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Echospace to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Marshall Jefferson. All the underground hits.
All Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sad Lovers and Giants record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Monks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Funkadelic,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Ponytail,
Terry Callier,
The Sound,
Model 500,
Amon Düül II,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Magazine,
Isaac Hayes,
Metal Thangz,
Slave,
Joe Smooth,
Fat Boys,
Stereo Dub,
Sexual Harrassment,
Bizarre Inc.,
Outsiders,
The Tremeloes,
Camberwell Now,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Adolescents,
Fluxion,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Crime,
Supertramp,
Aloha Tigers,
Eden Ahbez,
Eric B and Rakim,
Mark Hollis,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Tears for Fears,
The Golliwogs,
Skriet,
10cc,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Misunderstood,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Skaos,
the Soft Cell,
The Five Americans,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ludus,
Whodini,
Blossom Toes,
The Techniques,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Bronski Beat,
Ken Boothe,
Lower 48,
The Wake,
Duran Duran,
Alphaville,
Niagra,
Cal Tjader,
The Smiths, The Smiths, The Smiths, The Smiths.
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.