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 Bhutan 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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 808 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 The Barracudas to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 David McCallum. All the underground hits.
All Rod Modell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DJ Style 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Whodini record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Harmonia,
John Lydon,
Warsaw,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Fatback Band,
Rites of Spring,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
David Axelrod,
Matthew Halsall,
Mary Jane Girls,
Gabor Szabo,
The Modern Lovers,
Blake Baxter,
Ituana,
Piero Umiliani,
K-Klass,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Lindisfarne,
Charles Mingus,
Panda Bear,
John Cale,
a-ha,
Funkadelic,
Massinfluence,
Ohio Players,
Rakim,
Shuggie Otis,
Fela Kuti,
Icehouse,
Visage,
Althea and Donna,
Yusef Lateef,
Judy Mowatt,
Yaz,
Quadrant,
The Gap Band,
The Monochrome Set,
Cluster,
One Last Wish,
Pagans,
Dawn Penn,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Alarm Clocks,
KRS-One,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Johnny Osbourne,
Wally Richardson,
The United States of America,
Rapeman,
Kool Moe Dee,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Barracudas,
The Fuzztones,
Eric Copeland,
LL Cool J,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Zapp,
The Offenders,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Barbara Tucker,
Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction.
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.