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 Mozambique and from Cairo.
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 Delhi and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Slits to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Gang Green. All the underground hits.
All Interpol tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Can record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Don Cherry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jerry Gold Smith,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Simply Red,
The Modern Lovers,
Heaven 17,
DNA,
Eddi Front,
The Smoke,
Gong,
Steve Hackett,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Gichy Dan,
Cybotron,
Hot Snakes,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The United States of America,
Tubeway Army,
Funky Four + One,
The Human League,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Zapp,
the Normal,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Chrome,
The Dave Clark Five,
Grey Daturas,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Ossler,
The Count Five,
Soul Sonic Force,
Rekid,
The Move,
Scientists,
Tres Demented,
Max Romeo,
Ice-T,
Aswad,
EPMD,
The Misunderstood,
The Buckinghams,
Alice Coltrane,
Black Sheep,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Gang of Four,
Das Ding,
Delta 5,
David McCallum,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Toasters,
DJ Style,
Kevin Saunderson,
Boz Scaggs,
Ponytail,
Slave,
Swell Maps,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Livin' Joy,
Laurel Aitken,
Wings, Wings, Wings, Wings.
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.