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 China and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Isaac Hayes to the jazz 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 Mighty Diamonds. All the underground hits.
All Inner City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June of 44 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a La Düsseldorf record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Fad Gadget,
Mark Hollis,
The Detroit Cobras,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Don Cherry,
Kaleidoscope,
The Dead C,
Sixth Finger,
Roger Hodgson,
Supertramp,
Make Up,
The Durutti Column,
Eric Dolphy,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Negative Approach,
Half Japanese,
Isaac Hayes,
The Gories,
Vainqueur,
June of 44,
David Axelrod,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Sun City Girls,
Fluxion,
Sparks,
Public Enemy,
Gong,
Crime,
Funky Four + One,
Fela Kuti,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Accadde A,
Hardrive,
Outsiders,
The Index,
Jacob Miller,
the Fania All-Stars,
Minutemen,
The Doobie Brothers,
Terrestrial Tones,
Yusef Lateef,
Jeff Mills,
Eric Copeland,
Skarface,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Cameo,
Anthony Braxton,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Smog,
Maurizio,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Bill Wells,
Toni Rubio,
The Wake,
The Velvet Underground,
The Sonics,
Rhythm & Sound,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Red Krayola, The Red Krayola, The Red Krayola, The Red Krayola.
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.