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 United Kingdom and from Lille.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 10cc to the jazz 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 Michelle Simonal. All the underground hits.
All Agitation Free tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Foxx record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Angels of Light record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rod Modell,
Oblivians,
Alison Limerick,
Yellowson,
Hot Snakes,
Avey Tare,
Barrington Levy,
Josef K,
Negative Approach,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Lindisfarne,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
MDC,
Barclay James Harvest,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Babytalk,
kango's stein massive,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Little Man,
The Red Krayola,
Can,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Buckinghams,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Cybotron,
Marcia Griffiths,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Matthew Bourne,
the Swans,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Qualms,
Depeche Mode,
Arcadia,
cv313,
The Litter,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Minor Threat,
Carl Craig,
Quantec,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Joy Division,
Hoover,
Thompson Twins,
Bobby Womack,
Agitation Free,
The Young Rascals,
Delta 5,
Mission of Burma,
Donald Byrd,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Sight & Sound,
Slick Rick,
Neil Young,
Faust,
Tim Buckley,
The Stooges,
Surgeon,
Brick,
The Searchers,
Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman.
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.