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 Panama and from Mumbai.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 snare 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 Andrew Hill to the rock 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 Nas. All the underground hits.
All Max Romeo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Germs 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Silicon Teens,
Symarip,
Duran Duran,
Cluster,
Ituana,
The Fortunes,
Popol Vuh,
Dennis Brown,
Sun City Girls,
Charles Mingus,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Newcleus,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Intrusion,
Soft Machine,
Tubeway Army,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Gun Club,
a-ha,
The Moody Blues,
Gang of Four,
Altered Images,
Juan Atkins,
The Invisible,
Joensuu 1685,
The Monks,
Negative Approach,
Fat Boys,
CMW,
Lakeside,
The Sonics,
The Toasters,
The Leaves,
John Cale,
Kaleidoscope,
Young Marble Giants,
Thompson Twins,
Lalo Schifrin,
Eve St. Jones,
Colin Newman,
The Residents,
New Age Steppers,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Fuzztones,
Max Romeo,
Black Pus,
Gong,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Camberwell Now,
The Detroit Cobras,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Nik Kershaw,
Chris & Cosey,
Lee Hazlewood,
Black Sheep,
The Walker Brothers,
Blancmange,
Derrick May,
Mantronix,
Accadde A,
The Vogues,
Danielle Patucci,
Lightning Bolt,
Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton.
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.