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 Dominican Republic and from Halifax.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the oboe 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 F. McDonald to the funk 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 Arab on Radar. All the underground hits.
All Essential Logic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hoover record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yaz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Big Daddy Kane,
Marshall Jefferson,
Moebius,
Faraquet,
The Knickerbockers,
Blake Baxter,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Litter,
Alison Limerick,
Neil Young,
Max Romeo,
Deepchord,
Newcleus,
Reagan Youth,
The Happenings,
James White and The Blacks,
Youth Brigade,
Bronski Beat,
Jandek,
B.T. Express,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Mojo Men,
La Düsseldorf,
Livin' Joy,
Rufus Thomas,
Sam Rivers,
Skriet,
the Association,
The Sonics,
Shoche,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Young Rascals,
Nik Kershaw,
The Dave Clark Five,
Masters at Work,
Dawn Penn,
Minutemen,
Drexciya,
Mantronix,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Infiniti,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Average White Band,
China Crisis,
Camouflage,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Rakim,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Brand Nubian,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
X-101,
H. Thieme,
Morten Harket,
Tomorrow,
Massinfluence,
Sun Ra,
The Smoke,
Donny Hathaway,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Rapeman,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
10cc, 10cc, 10cc, 10cc.
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.