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 Cyprus and from Lille.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the theremin 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 La Düsseldorf 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 Boz Scaggs. All the underground hits.
All The Happenings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Janne Schatter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Art Ensemble Of Chicago record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Andrew Hill,
The Sonics,
Banda Bassotti,
Lalo Schifrin,
Mo-Dettes,
Todd Rundgren,
The Star Department,
Matthew Bourne,
Surgeon,
Schoolly D,
Joy Division,
Dual Sessions,
Tim Buckley,
Sun City Girls,
Oneida,
Eric B and Rakim,
John Holt,
Ossler,
the Soft Cell,
Peter & Gordon,
Idris Muhammad,
New Age Steppers,
Kayak,
Faust,
The Slackers,
MDC,
The Human League,
Agent Orange,
Robert Hood,
Joensuu 1685,
Anakelly,
Johnny Osbourne,
Roxy Music,
Circle Jerks,
Camberwell Now,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Magazine,
The Buckinghams,
The Gun Club,
Deepchord,
The Litter,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Arthur Verocai,
Procol Harum,
Country Teasers,
Pantytec,
a-ha,
Vladislav Delay,
Bill Wells,
Jacob Miller,
Malaria!,
K-Klass,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Terry Callier,
Bobby Sherman,
Wally Richardson,
Intrusion,
Alton Ellis,
Duran Duran,
Lou Christie,
Joe Smooth,
Nirvana, Nirvana, Nirvana, Nirvana.
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.