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 Germany and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 spring reverb 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 Johnny Osbourne to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Masters at Work. All the underground hits.
All Lindisfarne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Smooth 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
the Sonics,
John Coltrane,
The Martian,
Panda Bear,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Make Up,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Standells,
Yaz,
Johnny Clarke,
Livin' Joy,
Intrusion,
Public Image Ltd.,
Buzzcocks,
Suicide,
Franke,
Gang of Four,
Amon Düül,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Brass Construction,
Josef K,
John Holt,
Arab on Radar,
The Mummies,
Hoover,
Shuggie Otis,
Patti Smith,
Rod Modell,
Michelle Simonal,
The Sisters of Mercy,
David Axelrod,
Hot Snakes,
Tommy Roe,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Depeche Mode,
Ludus,
Iggy Pop,
A Certain Ratio,
Barrington Levy,
The Dave Clark Five,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Unwound,
Heaven 17,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Y Pants,
MDC,
Fad Gadget,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
UT,
Marmalade,
The Modern Lovers,
Piero Umiliani,
The Selecter,
Bill Near,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Sixth Finger,
The Knickerbockers,
Godley & Creme,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Pet Shop Boys,
Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh.
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.