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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 Michael McDonald 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 Harpers Bizarre to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Joe Smooth. All the underground hits.
All Ronnie Foster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Iggy Pop record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cal Tjader record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jawbox,
Shuggie Otis,
Marmalade,
Bizarre Inc.,
Goldenarms,
Skarface,
Symarip,
Accadde A,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
48th St. Collective,
Television Personalities,
The J.B.'s,
Ohio Players,
Mantronix,
Vladislav Delay,
The Real Kids,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Thompson Twins,
The Skatalites,
Oblivians,
Robert Hood,
Half Japanese,
Sex Pistols,
Dual Sessions,
Gang Green,
The Knickerbockers,
Blancmange,
Kurtis Blow,
Boz Scaggs,
The Motions,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Derrick Morgan,
Sparks,
Josef K,
The Zeros,
Flipper,
Quando Quango,
Unwound,
Severed Heads,
In Retrospect,
Panda Bear,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Invisible,
Lou Christie,
Donny Hathaway,
Surgeon,
Intrusion,
Chris & Cosey,
Sun City Girls,
Newcleus,
Circle Jerks,
Hasil Adkins,
Crime,
The Young Rascals,
Quadrant,
Mission of Burma,
John Holt,
Organ,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Suicide, Suicide, Suicide, Suicide.
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.