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 Philippines and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 rhodes 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 Kurtis Blow to the grime 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 The Toasters. All the underground hits.
All Ultra Naté tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jawbox record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 a synthesizer and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Womack record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris & Cosey,
Lyres,
the Human League,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Jandek,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Janne Schatter,
Rotary Connection,
Warsaw,
Godley & Creme,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Ultravox,
Susan Cadogan,
The Vogues,
This Heat,
Gregory Isaacs,
Electric Prunes,
Sällskapet,
Pussy Galore,
Aloha Tigers,
CMW,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Traffic Nightmare,
AZ,
The Mojo Men,
Excepter,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Main Source,
Dead Boys,
Subhumans,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Whodini,
Visage,
The Tremeloes,
Magma,
Yazoo,
Nirvana,
Colin Newman,
the Bar-Kays,
Moebius,
Arcadia,
MDC,
Mr. Review,
Skarface,
H. Thieme,
Blake Baxter,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Saints,
Angry Samoans,
Hoover,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Black Bananas,
Michelle Simonal,
Pagans,
Panda Bear,
Erykah Badu,
kango's stein massive,
Los Fastidios,
The Gories, The Gories, The Gories, The Gories.
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.