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 Solomon Islands and from Calgary.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Lyon.
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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 D'Angelo to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Icehouse. All the underground hits.
All Big Daddy Kane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Smooth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Graham Central Station record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Idris Muhammad,
Anthony Braxton,
The Slits,
The Gladiators,
The Dave Clark Five,
Pulsallama,
Don Cherry,
Fatback Band,
Ultravox,
Lower 48,
Roxette,
Jandek,
Toni Rubio,
Fugazi,
The Victims,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Ice-T,
Pet Shop Boys,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
World's Most,
Dennis Brown,
Brothers Johnson,
Groovy Waters,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Steve Hackett,
Whodini,
Outsiders,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Wings,
Spoonie Gee,
Jesper Dahlback,
Pharoah Sanders,
Shuggie Otis,
MDC,
Barry Ungar,
The Tremeloes,
Howard Jones,
Malaria!,
Zapp,
DJ Style,
Black Bananas,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Country Joe & The Fish,
PIL,
Soft Machine,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Byron Stingily,
A Certain Ratio,
One Last Wish,
Siglo XX,
The Dead C,
Popol Vuh,
Television,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Doobie Brothers,
Porter Ricks,
Black Flag,
Wire,
Aswad, Aswad, Aswad, Aswad.
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.