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 Palau and from Paris.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Jakarta.
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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Suicide to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Saints. All the underground hits.
All Public Image Ltd. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Whodini 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 guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter & Gordon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Frankie Knuckles,
The Black Dice,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Marc Almond,
Amon Düül,
Danielle Patucci,
Jeff Mills,
the Germs,
Derrick Morgan,
The Mummies,
the Soft Cell,
Essential Logic,
Ludus,
Gichy Dan,
Pulsallama,
Terrestrial Tones,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Rotary Connection,
The Gladiators,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Johnny Osbourne,
Metal Thangz,
The Residents,
Lee Hazlewood,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Dual Sessions,
Chris & Cosey,
Alton Ellis,
Japan,
cv313,
Robert Görl,
Eli Mardock,
Magma,
Duran Duran,
Eve St. Jones,
Marcia Griffiths,
a-ha,
Severed Heads,
Morten Harket,
Kerrie Biddell,
48th St. Collective,
The Zeros,
Reuben Wilson,
U.S. Maple,
Byron Stingily,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Procol Harum,
Average White Band,
Minny Pops,
Jacques Brel,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Tomorrow,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Underground Resistance,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
the Human League,
Panda Bear,
Masters at Work,
June of 44, June of 44, June of 44, June of 44.
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.