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 Cameroon and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Be Bop Deluxe to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Lou Reed & Metallica. All the underground hits.
All The Count Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Can 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Order record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
James Chance & The Contortions,
Brass Construction,
Royal Trux,
The Victims,
Scion,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Jandek,
R.M.O.,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Wake,
Jacob Miller,
Gregory Isaacs,
OOIOO,
Whodini,
The Red Krayola,
Absolute Body Control,
Zapp,
Desert Stars,
UT,
Curtis Mayfield,
Kaleidoscope,
The Gories,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Divine Comedy,
Oblivians,
Fatback Band,
Jeru the Damaja,
Jeff Lynne,
One Last Wish,
Stereo Dub,
Sun Ra,
Anakelly,
Marcia Griffiths,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Fall,
Gang Starr,
Niagra,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Yazoo,
48th St. Collective,
F. McDonald,
The Doobie Brothers,
Chrome,
Jeff Mills,
Animal Collective,
Matthew Bourne,
Lalo Schifrin,
The J.B.'s,
Joyce Sims,
Saccharine Trust,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Stooges,
Maleditus Sound,
Crash Course in Science,
Todd Terry,
Barry Ungar,
Altered Images,
Slick Rick,
Mr. Review,
Tommy Roe,
Black Flag,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna.
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.