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 Guinea-Bissau and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Jakarta.
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 Donald Fagen 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 Larry & the Blue Notes to the rock 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 Man Eating Sloth. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jacob Miller 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Young Marble Giants record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Beau Brummels,
EPMD,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Vladislav Delay,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Letta Mbulu,
Robert Görl,
The Monochrome Set,
Colin Newman,
Avey Tare,
Cymande,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Index,
Albert Ayler,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Quadrant,
Symarip,
Magazine,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Oblivians,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Television Personalities,
Groovy Waters,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Roy Ayers,
Tommy Roe,
The Mojo Men,
FM Einheit,
Skaos,
The Detroit Cobras,
Subhumans,
The Durutti Column,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Star Department,
The Red Krayola,
Scott Walker,
Metal Thangz,
Grandmaster Flash,
Roxy Music,
Neu!,
Ludus,
Flamin' Groovies,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
T.S.O.L.,
Marmalade,
Mr. Review,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Outsiders,
Das Ding,
Tres Demented,
Todd Rundgren,
Warren Ellis,
Dennis Brown,
Faust,
Marcia Griffiths,
David McCallum,
Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade.
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.