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 Chad and from Toronto.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Marshall Jefferson to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 DJ Sneak. All the underground hits.
All Pierre Henry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Monochrome Set 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Sonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shuggie Otis,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Walker Brothers,
Josef K,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Fortunes,
Pole,
Kurtis Blow,
Fatback Band,
CMW,
Grey Daturas,
Junior Murvin,
A Certain Ratio,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Harmonia,
Grauzone,
Minor Threat,
Crooked Eye,
Nation of Ulysses,
Con Funk Shun,
Crash Course in Science,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Hardrive,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Lyres,
The Modern Lovers,
Mary Jane Girls,
Jesper Dahlback,
T.S.O.L.,
Ituana,
Soul II Soul,
Dual Sessions,
Blancmange,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Johnny Osbourne,
Boogie Down Productions,
Curtis Mayfield,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Jacob Miller,
The Sound,
Mo-Dettes,
Michelle Simonal,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
E-Dancer,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
JFA,
Dorothy Ashby,
Scion,
The J.B.'s,
Tubeway Army,
Cecil Taylor,
Fear,
The Fuzztones,
Davy DMX,
Lou Christie,
Electric Prunes,
Angry Samoans,
Agitation Free,
The Shadows of Knight,
MDC,
Ronnie Foster,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Names, The Names, The Names, The Names.
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.