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 China and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 New Age Steppers to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Depeche Mode. All the underground hits.
All N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sight & Sound 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joy Division record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
Pharoah Sanders,
Deepchord,
Outsiders,
Franke,
Popol Vuh,
Roger Hodgson,
The Moleskins,
Ash Ra Tempel,
the Slits,
The Trojans,
Blake Baxter,
Derrick Morgan,
Black Pus,
Echospace,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Jimmy McGriff,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Prince Buster,
Liliput,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Erasure,
The Gap Band,
The American Breed,
Eden Ahbez,
It's A Beautiful Day,
John Lydon,
The Doors,
the Sonics,
The Last Poets,
Organ,
Cybotron,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Eric Dolphy,
Ponytail,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Joensuu 1685,
Tubeway Army,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Kerri Chandler,
The Zeros,
Fatback Band,
Zapp,
Slave,
One Last Wish,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Toni Rubio,
Rufus Thomas,
The Leaves,
JFA,
Newcleus,
The Doobie Brothers,
Hashim,
Jandek,
Big Daddy Kane,
Maleditus Sound,
Groovy Waters,
June of 44,
Letta Mbulu,
Lungfish,
Bluetip,
Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee.
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.