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 Nauru and from Bremen.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 808 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 The Velvet Underground to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Pulsallama. All the underground hits.
All Gastr Del Sol tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jimmy McGriff record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DeepChord presents Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sight & Sound,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Hot Snakes,
Bob Dylan,
Model 500,
Moebius,
The Saints,
Kenny Larkin,
Boredoms,
Cal Tjader,
Mission of Burma,
Duran Duran,
The Young Rascals,
Essential Logic,
Agent Orange,
Josef K,
Spandau Ballet,
The Associates,
Nas,
OOIOO,
Sun Ra,
Reagan Youth,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Motions,
Goldenarms,
Danielle Patucci,
Shuggie Otis,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Johnny Clarke,
Joyce Sims,
Agitation Free,
JFA,
Maleditus Sound,
Erasure,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Joey Negro,
Black Flag,
Stockholm Monsters,
Symarip,
Anakelly,
Crime,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Tropical Tobacco,
Pharoah Sanders,
Lalo Schifrin,
Sister Nancy,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Minor Threat,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Black Pus,
Yusef Lateef,
a-ha,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
World's Most,
Matthew Bourne,
Brothers Johnson,
Barbara Tucker,
Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids.
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.