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 Japan and from Winnipeg.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Laurel Aitken to the disco 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 Lou Reed. All the underground hits.
All Easy Going tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deepchord record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yellowson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers,
Accadde A,
Delon & Dalcan,
cv313,
Minnie Riperton,
Gang Starr,
Peter & Gordon,
Fela Kuti,
Boogie Down Productions,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Ultravox,
Technova,
Buzzcocks,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
ABC,
The Fall,
ABBA,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Zeros,
Nik Kershaw,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
48th St. Collective,
Grauzone,
The Buckinghams,
Ludus,
Curtis Mayfield,
the Soft Cell,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Jawbox,
Groovy Waters,
Wire,
Soul II Soul,
Gichy Dan,
Radiopuhelimet,
Henry Cow,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sixth Finger,
The Smoke,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Visage,
Reagan Youth,
Thee Headcoats,
Sandy B,
Wally Richardson,
The Gories,
The Busters,
Yellowson,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Royal Trux,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Moby Grape,
Banda Bassotti,
Heaven 17,
Arab on Radar,
Steve Hackett,
Ten City,
Negative Approach,
Silicon Teens,
Jeff Lynne,
Guru Guru,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Bobby Sherman,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.