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 Tunisia and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Trumans Water to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Sun City Girls. All the underground hits.
All Camberwell Now tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Buckinghams record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a In Retrospect record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soulsonic Force,
Roxy Music,
Dual Sessions,
Chris Corsano,
ABC,
Nico,
Janne Schatter,
Pussy Galore,
Todd Terry,
Lou Christie,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Half Japanese,
Girls At Our Best!,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Lalann,
The Slits,
Nas,
These Immortal Souls,
The Buckinghams,
Drive Like Jehu,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
EPMD,
Amon Düül II,
Fugazi,
Gastr Del Sol,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Mandrill,
Dead Boys,
Eric Copeland,
New Age Steppers,
Warren Ellis,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Wasted Youth,
Young Marble Giants,
X-101,
Avey Tare,
The Gories,
Public Image Ltd.,
Bluetip,
Leonard Cohen,
Kayak,
Rosa Yemen,
The Gladiators,
The Walker Brothers,
The Sound,
Suburban Knight,
Joensuu 1685,
Ituana,
Average White Band,
Stetsasonic,
The Smiths,
Rakim,
A Certain Ratio,
Motorama,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Spandau Ballet,
DJ Sneak,
Dennis Brown,
One Last Wish,
Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim.
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.