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 Congo and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Franke to the rock 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 Q65. All the underground hits.
All Kaleidoscope tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Blackbyrds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joey Negro record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
La Düsseldorf,
Jawbox,
X-101,
Maleditus Sound,
Fugazi,
The Smiths,
Gang Green,
Man Parrish,
Y Pants,
The Cowsills,
John Cale,
Alton Ellis,
The Invisible,
Delon & Dalcan,
Rosa Yemen,
Gichy Dan,
Eden Ahbez,
the Fania All-Stars,
These Immortal Souls,
Bluetip,
David McCallum,
L. Decosne,
Surgeon,
Mary Jane Girls,
Joy Division,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Kenny Larkin,
Gong,
The Gories,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Severed Heads,
Essential Logic,
Joe Smooth,
the Association,
The Blackbyrds,
Peter & Gordon,
Todd Rundgren,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Eric Dolphy,
Yaz,
Rhythm & Sound,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Quadrant,
Dark Day,
JFA,
The Index,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Mo-Dettes,
Sun City Girls,
X-102,
Khruangbin,
Symarip,
Duran Duran,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
ABBA,
Lakeside,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Wire,
Blake Baxter,
Quantec,
Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs.
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.