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 Bangladesh and from Cairo.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 harpsichord 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 Joey Negro to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Howard Jones. All the underground hits.
All The Cowsills tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hashim 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 a snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angels of Light & Akron/Family record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Funky Four + One,
OOIOO,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Derrick Morgan,
Harmonia,
Delta 5,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Althea and Donna,
The Leaves,
Gang of Four,
Maleditus Sound,
The Black Dice,
Nas,
The Five Americans,
The Fire Engines,
Jerry Gold Smith,
LL Cool J,
the Association,
Brand Nubian,
The American Breed,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Ludus,
The Litter,
Minnie Riperton,
Scion,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Simply Red,
David Axelrod,
The Techniques,
The Selecter,
Jandek,
Rapeman,
The Mojo Men,
Outsiders,
DJ Style,
Joy Division,
Lightning Bolt,
H. Thieme,
Alton Ellis,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Shuggie Otis,
The Moody Blues,
Man Eating Sloth,
Susan Cadogan,
The Kinks,
Lalo Schifrin,
Fear,
Scientists,
Public Enemy,
The Standells,
Isaac Hayes,
Fatback Band,
Nils Olav,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Black Pus,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Youth Brigade,
Faraquet,
The Neon Judgement,
Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover.
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.