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 Argentina and from Philadelphia.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Calgary.
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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Fela Kuti to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Au Pairs. All the underground hits.
All Mantronix tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Connie Case record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a JFA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jacob Miller,
Guru Guru,
The Gun Club,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Faust,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Sun City Girls,
the Fania All-Stars,
Matthew Bourne,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Rekid,
Fatback Band,
The Alarm Clocks,
Organ,
The Zeros,
The Five Americans,
Liliput,
Prince Buster,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Television Personalities,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Evens,
John Cale,
Wasted Youth,
Soulsonic Force,
World's Most,
Sonny Sharrock,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Cymande,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Glambeats Corp.,
Unrelated Segments,
Funky Four + One,
Marcia Griffiths,
Pulsallama,
Swans,
Kenny Larkin,
Sonic Youth,
Section 25,
The Star Department,
Magma,
Los Fastidios,
Deepchord,
Howard Jones,
Scratch Acid,
Theoretical Girls,
The Dave Clark Five,
Technova,
ABC,
Masters at Work,
The Motions,
Pantytec,
Ohio Players,
Derrick May,
Rotary Connection,
Qualms,
Don Cherry,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Schoolly D,
Blake Baxter,
a-ha, a-ha, a-ha, a-ha.
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.