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 Mauritius and from Manchester.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare 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 Inner City to the dance 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 Whodini. All the underground hits.
All kango's stein massive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kango’s Stein Massive record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lower 48 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nils Olav,
Mars,
Banda Bassotti,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Saccharine Trust,
Morten Harket,
Toni Rubio,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Erykah Badu,
Wire,
Pere Ubu,
Kerri Chandler,
Scientists,
Babytalk,
Amon Düül II,
Godley & Creme,
Kas Product,
The Black Dice,
The Modern Lovers,
T.S.O.L.,
The Sound,
Mission of Burma,
James White and The Blacks,
Lou Christie,
Amazonics,
Pulsallama,
Deepchord,
Peter & Gordon,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Seeds,
Metal Thangz,
Brand Nubian,
Wasted Youth,
Warren Ellis,
Todd Rundgren,
Sällskapet,
Pylon,
10cc,
Sight & Sound,
Gang Gang Dance,
Jandek,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Ponytail,
Jawbox,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Prince Buster,
Tomorrow,
Aural Exciters,
Matthew Bourne,
K-Klass,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Flamin' Groovies,
the Sonics,
The Young Rascals,
Amon Düül,
Country Teasers,
Scion,
Joey Negro,
One Last Wish,
Reagan Youth,
Lower 48,
The New Christs, The New Christs, The New Christs, The New Christs.
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.