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 Portland.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 güiro 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 Sly & The Family Stone to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Yellowson. All the underground hits.
All Zapp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jesper Dahlbäck 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter and Kerry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers,
JFA,
Pierre Henry,
the Human League,
The Angels of Light,
Ronan,
Absolute Body Control,
Organ,
Curtis Mayfield,
Soft Cell,
Altered Images,
Lakeside,
Sun City Girls,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Kas Product,
ABC,
Fugazi,
Stetsasonic,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Subhumans,
Mr. Review,
Boogie Down Productions,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Jandek,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Neil Young,
Flamin' Groovies,
Suburban Knight,
MC5,
Basic Channel,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Electric Prunes,
Tom Boy,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Cymande,
Barbara Tucker,
Metal Thangz,
Ken Boothe,
Nirvana,
Donald Byrd,
Oneida,
Public Image Ltd.,
Icehouse,
James White and The Blacks,
Drive Like Jehu,
Qualms,
Spoonie Gee,
L. Decosne,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Wake,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Real Kids,
Bob Dylan,
Glambeats Corp.,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Cowsills,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
John Foxx,
Chrome,
the Germs, the Germs, the Germs, the Germs.
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.