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 Lesotho and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 marimba 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 The Fortunes to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Thinking Fellers Union Local 282. All the underground hits.
All The Cramps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harpers Bizarre 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun City Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Young Rascals,
Michelle Simonal,
The Fire Engines,
Al Stewart,
Cal Tjader,
Todd Rundgren,
Sällskapet,
Chris & Cosey,
Warsaw,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Deadbeat,
Bill Wells,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Agitation Free,
Brothers Johnson,
Clear Light,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Fuzztones,
John Lydon,
Massinfluence,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Supertramp,
Duran Duran,
Simply Red,
The Knickerbockers,
Mars,
The Dave Clark Five,
Gregory Isaacs,
Harpers Bizarre,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Alice Coltrane,
Sex Pistols,
Section 25,
The Standells,
Faraquet,
Schoolly D,
John Coltrane,
Morten Harket,
Ohio Players,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Hot Snakes,
Rod Modell,
cv313,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Kevin Saunderson,
10cc,
Magazine,
Alphaville,
Nick Fraelich,
K-Klass,
June Days,
The Residents,
Marvin Gaye,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Aloha Tigers,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Index,
UT,
Black Pus,
Amon Düül II,
Royal Trux,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17.
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.