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 New Zealand and from Beijing.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Wings to the grunge 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 Ice-T. All the underground hits.
All Funkadelic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soulsonic Force record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chris & Cosey record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Gregory Isaacs,
Scratch Acid,
The United States of America,
Surgeon,
Agitation Free,
the Germs,
Silicon Teens,
Nik Kershaw,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Smog,
The Toasters,
Sex Pistols,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Wake,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Accadde A,
Erykah Badu,
Rapeman,
Sight & Sound,
Ludus,
DNA,
Average White Band,
Michelle Simonal,
Traffic Nightmare,
Bad Manners,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Leonard Cohen,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Qualms,
Mo-Dettes,
Theoretical Girls,
OOIOO,
the Human League,
Sister Nancy,
Pere Ubu,
Cymande,
World's Most,
The Smiths,
Sparks,
Goldenarms,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Nas,
Bizarre Inc.,
London Community Gospel Choir,
CMW,
Barclay James Harvest,
Pet Shop Boys,
Kaleidoscope,
The New Christs,
Mary Jane Girls,
Subhumans,
JFA,
Skriet,
Fat Boys,
David Bowie,
MDC,
The Last Poets,
Faust, Faust, Faust, Faust.
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.