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 Moldova and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 rhodes 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 LL Cool J to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Infiniti. All the underground hits.
All ABBA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barclay James Harvest 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Schoolly D record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Hutcherson,
Negative Approach,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Crime,
Sonny Sharrock,
Reuben Wilson,
Nas,
Masters at Work,
Isaac Hayes,
Terrestrial Tones,
Siglo XX,
Bad Manners,
Severed Heads,
Monolake,
Peter and Kerry,
Donny Hathaway,
La Düsseldorf,
DJ Style,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Golliwogs,
Barry Ungar,
Sonic Youth,
The Neon Judgement,
Television Personalities,
John Foxx,
This Heat,
Toni Rubio,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Nation of Ulysses,
Soft Machine,
Tres Demented,
The Toasters,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Davy DMX,
Steve Hackett,
Alphaville,
Icehouse,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Television,
Marcia Griffiths,
Graham Central Station,
Moebius,
The Skatalites,
The Count Five,
The Birthday Party,
Letta Mbulu,
Radio Birdman,
Jimmy McGriff,
Roxette,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Whodini,
Pagans,
Suicide,
Althea and Donna,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Gerry Rafferty,
Grey Daturas,
Warren Ellis,
Sight & Sound,
Rod Modell,
The Real Kids,
Blancmange,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo.
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.