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 Nepal and from Salvador.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 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 Joensuu 1685 to the punk 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 Gang of Four. All the underground hits.
All Anakelly tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joensuu 1685 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
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 Neil Young & Crazy Horse record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ludus,
Loose Ends,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Barrington Levy,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Erasure,
Fluxion,
Television,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sam Rivers,
Grey Daturas,
Wolf Eyes,
Altered Images,
Funkadelic,
Das Ding,
Surgeon,
Ultra Naté,
Aloha Tigers,
Soft Cell,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Flash Fearless,
A Certain Ratio,
Lungfish,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Althea and Donna,
Whodini,
Johnny Osbourne,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Unrelated Segments,
Tomorrow,
The Gun Club,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Eve St. Jones,
The Toasters,
Hot Snakes,
Lightning Bolt,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Au Pairs,
Radiohead,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Hashim,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Thee Headcoats,
Curtis Mayfield,
Delta 5,
Ronan,
Jerry's Kids,
The Black Dice,
Reuben Wilson,
Laurel Aitken,
The Moody Blues,
The Invisible,
New York Dolls,
Nas,
Faust,
Bobby Sherman,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Bauhaus,
Index,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
China Crisis,
The Slackers,
The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band.
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.