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 Palau and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 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 Nico to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Carl Craig. All the underground hits.
All John Holt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed & Metallica record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chrome record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Duran Duran,
Cheater Slicks,
Banda Bassotti,
Talk Talk,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
L. Decosne,
Cymande,
Swell Maps,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Rosa Yemen,
Pere Ubu,
The Index,
Guru Guru,
Minny Pops,
Junior Murvin,
The Birthday Party,
Ultravox,
Newcleus,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Public Enemy,
Moebius,
Ice-T,
Wings,
Sex Pistols,
Rod Modell,
Grauzone,
Vladislav Delay,
Stetsasonic,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Danielle Patucci,
Blossom Toes,
R.M.O.,
The Golliwogs,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Inner City,
Idris Muhammad,
Rekid,
Pussy Galore,
The Shadows of Knight,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Soulsonic Force,
Porter Ricks,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Von Mondo,
The Gladiators,
The Associates,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Joey Negro,
Jeff Lynne,
Jerry's Kids,
Youth Brigade,
Yellowson,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Al Stewart,
Schoolly D,
the Sonics,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Blake Baxter,
Brothers Johnson,
Marcia Griffiths,
Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction.
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.