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 Guinea and from Mexico City.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the guitar 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 Sly & The Family Stone to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Quadrant. All the underground hits.
All Parry Music tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pet Shop Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Halsall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bang On A Can,
Joe Finger,
Popol Vuh,
Shoche,
Fad Gadget,
Lightning Bolt,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Marcia Griffiths,
Barry Ungar,
FM Einheit,
Black Bananas,
Eurythmics,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Organ,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Flash Fearless,
The Slits,
Lucky Dragons,
Model 500,
Connie Case,
One Last Wish,
The Misunderstood,
Nik Kershaw,
Livin' Joy,
Donald Byrd,
F. McDonald,
Cheater Slicks,
Isaac Hayes,
Steve Hackett,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Brick,
Fifty Foot Hose,
OOIOO,
The Tremeloes,
Gastr Del Sol,
Aaron Thompson,
Judy Mowatt,
Kenny Larkin,
Japan,
Howard Jones,
Can,
Jandek,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Marc Almond,
Boogie Down Productions,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Bronski Beat,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Young Rascals,
Scion,
Camberwell Now,
Bizarre Inc.,
Neil Young,
Inner City,
Marmalade,
Underground Resistance,
Altered Images,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz.
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.