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 Croatia and from Mexico City.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Eden Ahbez 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 The Chocolate Watch Band. All the underground hits.
All Sunsets and Hearts tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Guru Guru record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nirvana record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Johnny Clarke,
Excepter,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Five Americans,
The Dave Clark Five,
Brick,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Al Stewart,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Arthur Verocai,
The Slackers,
Matthew Halsall,
kango's stein massive,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pussy Galore,
Livin' Joy,
Kenny Larkin,
Bronski Beat,
UT,
Public Enemy,
Terry Callier,
Matthew Bourne,
Von Mondo,
Wally Richardson,
In Retrospect,
The Associates,
Carl Craig,
Skarface,
Roy Ayers,
Rotary Connection,
JFA,
Kerri Chandler,
Laurel Aitken,
Gong,
Scratch Acid,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Lou Christie,
The Fugs,
Tubeway Army,
Pere Ubu,
Kayak,
Motorama,
The Barracudas,
Scion,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Electric Prunes,
Bauhaus,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Gap Band,
Bobby Byrd,
Rapeman,
Fat Boys,
Severed Heads,
Johnny Osbourne,
David Bowie,
Moss Icon,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Monolake,
cv313, cv313, cv313, cv313.
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.