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 Niger and from Calgary.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Winnipeg.
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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Reagan Youth to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Das Ding. All the underground hits.
All The Monochrome Set tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cybotron 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kerri Chandler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Colin Newman,
Eden Ahbez,
John Foxx,
The Pop Group,
Yazoo,
The Index,
Pharoah Sanders,
OOIOO,
Tom Boy,
Stetsasonic,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Toasters,
Davy DMX,
Radiopuhelimet,
the Germs,
Iggy Pop,
Von Mondo,
Jeff Mills,
Circle Jerks,
Y Pants,
Patti Smith,
Albert Ayler,
Stiv Bators,
The Associates,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Yellowson,
Black Sheep,
Royal Trux,
This Heat,
Young Marble Giants,
The Blackbyrds,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Gichy Dan,
Public Image Ltd.,
Gil Scott Heron,
Public Enemy,
Terry Callier,
The Smoke,
Agitation Free,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Marshall Jefferson,
L. Decosne,
The Barracudas,
Scientists,
Joe Finger,
Lalann,
The Offenders,
Amazonics,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Joe Smooth,
Toni Rubio,
Niagra,
Boogie Down Productions,
Boz Scaggs,
Cameo,
Gang of Four,
Ronnie Foster,
Sound Behaviour,
The Trojans,
U.S. Maple,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks.
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.