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 Switzerland and from London.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Oblivians to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Patti Smith. All the underground hits.
All Skaos 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 rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gabor Szabo,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Sonny Sharrock,
Moss Icon,
Soul Sonic Force,
Ultimate Spinach,
Kas Product,
Bluetip,
David Axelrod,
Kayak,
The Grass Roots,
Joe Smooth,
Bootsy Collins,
JFA,
Eddi Front,
Loose Ends,
Heaven 17,
Isaac Hayes,
Fugazi,
Hot Snakes,
The Techniques,
Piero Umiliani,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Matthew Halsall,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Minor Threat,
Amazonics,
Bill Near,
Howard Jones,
Bill Wells,
Altered Images,
Erykah Badu,
The Beau Brummels,
The Moleskins,
Alice Coltrane,
The Fire Engines,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Pussy Galore,
Pylon,
Alton Ellis,
Jeff Lynne,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Newcleus,
Vainqueur,
The Five Americans,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Scientists,
Byron Stingily,
Barclay James Harvest,
Eve St. Jones,
Judy Mowatt,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Ken Boothe,
The Smoke,
Gerry Rafferty,
Au Pairs,
Drive Like Jehu,
John Holt,
Slave,
T. Rex,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Trumans Water,
Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson.
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.