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 Indonesia 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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the sitar 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 Lalann to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Peter & Gordon. All the underground hits.
All Notorious Big And Bone Thugs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Saints record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Grass Roots record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
X-102,
The Slits,
Circle Jerks,
Thompson Twins,
Sun City Girls,
The Invisible,
Chris Corsano,
Half Japanese,
Bauhaus,
The Stooges,
Gastr Del Sol,
the Association,
Soulsonic Force,
The Leaves,
Howard Jones,
June Days,
The Happenings,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Glambeats Corp.,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Second Layer,
Depeche Mode,
Letta Mbulu,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Hashim,
Maleditus Sound,
Ultimate Spinach,
D'Angelo,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Zeros,
Dawn Penn,
Nirvana,
The Blackbyrds,
Crispy Ambulance,
Negative Approach,
Ralphi Rosario,
Barry Ungar,
Von Mondo,
China Crisis,
The Offenders,
Tom Boy,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Stetsasonic,
Cameo,
Schoolly D,
Babytalk,
Isaac Hayes,
Pet Shop Boys,
Hasil Adkins,
The Five Americans,
The Gap Band,
Ludus,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Gang Starr,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Nation of Ulysses,
Pere Ubu,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Bad Manners,
Terrestrial Tones,
Dorothy Ashby,
Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids.
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.