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 Togo and from Columbus.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Index to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Golliwogs. All the underground hits.
All Jacob Miller tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kayak 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 mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Main Source record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 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?
Quadrant,
Blancmange,
the Bar-Kays,
Freddie Wadling,
Clear Light,
The Detroit Cobras,
Franke,
Jeff Mills,
Quantec,
AZ,
Blossom Toes,
Masters at Work,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Black Flag,
James White and The Blacks,
Subhumans,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Monochrome Set,
Bobby Sherman,
Yusef Lateef,
Faust,
The Move,
The United States of America,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Can,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
B.T. Express,
CMW,
Wings,
Jeff Lynne,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Spandau Ballet,
The Sonics,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Carl Craig,
Make Up,
the Fania All-Stars,
K-Klass,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The New Christs,
Los Fastidios,
Ralphi Rosario,
Sparks,
Deepchord,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Flesh Eaters,
David McCallum,
Harpers Bizarre,
Popol Vuh,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Stiv Bators,
Aswad,
the Slits,
Visage,
Godley & Creme,
Newcleus,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sandy B,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Toasters,
Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson.
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.