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 Peru and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 organ 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 Lalann to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 FM Einheit. All the underground hits.
All This Heat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Motorama record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bizarre Inc. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agitation Free,
Roxette,
Scientists,
Television,
Liliput,
Gichy Dan,
Kurtis Blow,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Brick,
Danielle Patucci,
Monolake,
Surgeon,
EPMD,
Mission of Burma,
James Chance & The Contortions,
LL Cool J,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Kaleidoscope,
Terrestrial Tones,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Q and Not U,
Yusef Lateef,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Inner City,
Jawbox,
Mark Hollis,
Marcia Griffiths,
Ronan,
Gang Starr,
Blossom Toes,
Black Bananas,
Colin Newman,
Lightning Bolt,
The Velvet Underground,
Animal Collective,
The Blues Magoos,
Ultimate Spinach,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Hasil Adkins,
L. Decosne,
Nirvana,
One Last Wish,
The Count Five,
Kas Product,
Black Sheep,
Con Funk Shun,
Lalann,
The Evens,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Fear,
Silicon Teens,
Eric Copeland,
Marine Girls,
Youth Brigade,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Smoke,
The Cowsills,
Marc Almond,
Dead Boys,
Bill Near,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Kool Moe Dee,
Don Cherry, Don Cherry, Don Cherry, Don Cherry.
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.