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 Fiji and from Philadelphia.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Carl Craig to the funk 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 Louis and Bebe Barron. All the underground hits.
All Slick Rick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fugazi 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Groovy Waters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joensuu 1685,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Alarm Clocks,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Eric Copeland,
LL Cool J,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Echospace,
Glambeats Corp.,
Radio Birdman,
Wire,
The Raincoats,
The Skatalites,
Groovy Waters,
Outsiders,
Jerry's Kids,
Kayak,
The Walker Brothers,
Harry Pussy,
Rufus Thomas,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Warren Ellis,
Rites of Spring,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Maleditus Sound,
Motorama,
Lee Hazlewood,
Minny Pops,
Susan Cadogan,
Minor Threat,
Joyce Sims,
Iggy Pop,
La Düsseldorf,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Absolute Body Control,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Clear Light,
R.M.O.,
Isaac Hayes,
Delon & Dalcan,
Second Layer,
Girls At Our Best!,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Fat Boys,
Main Source,
Index,
June of 44,
Blancmange,
Nation of Ulysses,
Skriet,
Qualms,
Wasted Youth,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Nils Olav,
Ornette Coleman,
Janne Schatter,
Yazoo,
Aural Exciters,
Con Funk Shun,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Misunderstood,
Lyres,
It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day.
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.