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 Yemen and from Glasgow.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 marimba 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 Goldenarms to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Archie Shepp. All the underground hits.
All The Invisible tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lower 48 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shoche record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick May,
The Last Poets,
Gichy Dan,
Erasure,
Essential Logic,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Simply Red,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
MC5,
The Raincoats,
The Fall,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
New Order,
Leonard Cohen,
Bauhaus,
The Sonics,
Audionom,
Lower 48,
Traffic Nightmare,
Nas,
Tom Boy,
Echospace,
Nils Olav,
Althea and Donna,
Scrapy,
Arcadia,
Dead Boys,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Little Man,
Barbara Tucker,
Erykah Badu,
L. Decosne,
Faraquet,
The Red Krayola,
AZ,
Scion,
The Fire Engines,
Bush Tetras,
The Shadows of Knight,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
La Düsseldorf,
Derrick Morgan,
The Real Kids,
Darondo,
Niagra,
Albert Ayler,
Suburban Knight,
The American Breed,
Swans,
Roger Hodgson,
Carl Craig,
X-Ray Spex,
Letta Mbulu,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Yellowson,
Sparks,
Ultimate Spinach,
Crooked Eye,
The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor.
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.