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 Liechtenstein and from Calgary.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the sitar 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 Pet Shop Boys to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Harpers Bizarre. All the underground hits.
All Scion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Big Daddy Kane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Index record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sandy B,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Judy Mowatt,
Icehouse,
The Fuzztones,
KRS-One,
The Selecter,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Peter and Kerry,
Yaz,
Mantronix,
Ralphi Rosario,
Marvin Gaye,
Fatback Band,
Guru Guru,
Radiohead,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Index,
Danielle Patucci,
The Monks,
Kevin Saunderson,
Ice-T,
Swans,
Isaac Hayes,
K-Klass,
Kaleidoscope,
The Vogues,
Organ,
Tim Buckley,
Can,
The Gladiators,
Scrapy,
The Velvet Underground,
Hashim,
Jacob Miller,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Real Kids,
Blake Baxter,
The Sound,
La Düsseldorf,
Porter Ricks,
Lindisfarne,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Motorama,
David McCallum,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Girls At Our Best!,
Warsaw,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Music Machine,
Flash Fearless,
Camberwell Now,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Clear Light,
The Star Department,
Crime,
R.M.O.,
Oneida,
Severed Heads,
Ornette Coleman,
Metal Thangz,
Erasure, Erasure, Erasure, Erasure.
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.