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 Guinea and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 güiro 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 The Residents to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Scan 7. All the underground hits.
All Ituana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marmalade 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 güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Supertramp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Unrelated Segments,
Bob Dylan,
The Sonics,
The Gun Club,
Public Enemy,
Aloha Tigers,
Yazoo,
Gang Gang Dance,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Aaron Thompson,
Moby Grape,
The Evens,
DJ Style,
Ponytail,
Rotary Connection,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
EPMD,
Graham Central Station,
MDC,
Suicide,
Gang of Four,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Human League,
Warsaw,
The Kinks,
Slave,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Divine Comedy,
Morten Harket,
X-101,
Loose Ends,
Johnny Clarke,
Ornette Coleman,
Model 500,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Sound Behaviour,
H. Thieme,
Barrington Levy,
Deepchord,
The Trojans,
The Techniques,
The Angels of Light,
Symarip,
Groovy Waters,
Zapp,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Scion,
Main Source,
Easy Going,
Mr. Review,
Thee Headcoats,
The Last Poets,
Black Moon,
Flash Fearless,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
B.T. Express,
T.S.O.L.,
Black Flag,
Fela Kuti,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Kas Product,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Jawbox,
Sex Pistols, Sex Pistols, Sex Pistols, Sex Pistols.
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.