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 Guatemala 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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the 808 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 Roger Hodgson to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Sly & The Family Stone. All the underground hits.
All China Crisis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arab on Radar 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lizzy Mercier Descloux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalann,
The Monochrome Set,
Al Stewart,
Public Enemy,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Durutti Column,
Suburban Knight,
Kevin Saunderson,
Little Man,
the Soft Cell,
Dennis Brown,
Mad Mike,
John Cale,
Yellowson,
Gichy Dan,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Martian,
The Golliwogs,
Grey Daturas,
Severed Heads,
Shuggie Otis,
The Doobie Brothers,
Cluster,
Vladislav Delay,
Ituana,
These Immortal Souls,
Accadde A,
Q and Not U,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Johnny Osbourne,
Delta 5,
Harpers Bizarre,
Eric B and Rakim,
Adolescents,
Section 25,
The Names,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The United States of America,
Slick Rick,
Dave Gahan,
Marine Girls,
Zero Boys,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Eurythmics,
Monolake,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Busters,
Subhumans,
DJ Sneak,
Jeff Lynne,
Frankie Knuckles,
Pussy Galore,
Rapeman,
Sarah Menescal,
Massinfluence,
Bush Tetras,
Howard Jones,
Drexciya,
Scott Walker,
Drive Like Jehu,
Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone.
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.