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 El Salvador and from Madrid.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the oboe 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 Zero Boys to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Minutemen. All the underground hits.
All Mo-Dettes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The J.B.'s record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Au Pairs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Music Machine,
EPMD,
The Motions,
Television Personalities,
Delon & Dalcan,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ice-T,
Danielle Patucci,
Stiv Bators,
The Modern Lovers,
Flash Fearless,
Eric Copeland,
Livin' Joy,
Basic Channel,
kango's stein massive,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Kool Moe Dee,
Eve St. Jones,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Kaleidoscope,
The Vogues,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Harpers Bizarre,
Idris Muhammad,
Scion,
Yusef Lateef,
Jandek,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Pantytec,
Eurythmics,
Main Source,
Khruangbin,
Joy Division,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sonic Youth,
Scientists,
Jeff Mills,
Malaria!,
Vladislav Delay,
Eric Dolphy,
Interpol,
Dennis Brown,
Delta 5,
Rakim,
Ronan,
Marine Girls,
The Doobie Brothers,
ABBA,
The Durutti Column,
Camouflage,
The Alarm Clocks,
Tubeway Army,
Matthew Bourne,
Soulsonic Force,
Mars,
Don Cherry,
Nirvana,
Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne.
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.