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 China and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 mellotron 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 The Slits to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Boz Scaggs. All the underground hits.
All Maurizio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donny Hathaway record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Franke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Busters,
Symarip,
Radiohead,
Tres Demented,
Gregory Isaacs,
Accadde A,
Traffic Nightmare,
F. McDonald,
R.M.O.,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Happenings,
Silicon Teens,
Interpol,
Rekid,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Moby Grape,
Zero Boys,
Underground Resistance,
Jimmy McGriff,
Fela Kuti,
JFA,
Bluetip,
The Dead C,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Index,
Sly & The Family Stone,
X-102,
Kaleidoscope,
Darondo,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Chrome,
Freddie Wadling,
The Associates,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Isaac Hayes,
Zapp,
Neu!,
The Searchers,
The Cramps,
Danielle Patucci,
Au Pairs,
Ituana,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Maurizio,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Amazonics,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Yazoo,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Pantytec,
K-Klass,
Peter & Gordon,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Knickerbockers,
Big Daddy Kane,
Gil Scott Heron,
Eric Copeland,
D'Angelo,
Terrestrial Tones,
Lou Christie,
Robert Hood, Robert Hood, Robert Hood, Robert Hood.
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.