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 Germany and from Stockholm.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the oboe 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 Avey Tare to the techno 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 Ossler. All the underground hits.
All Japan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Jesus and Mary Chain record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Birthday Party record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Donny Hathaway,
The Vogues,
Isaac Hayes,
a-ha,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Newcleus,
Fugazi,
Stockholm Monsters,
Nik Kershaw,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
DJ Sneak,
Thompson Twins,
Bad Manners,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Lou Reed,
David McCallum,
The Monks,
Bill Near,
Gang Gang Dance,
Gerry Rafferty,
E-Dancer,
Sam Rivers,
Reagan Youth,
The Wake,
Outsiders,
Das Ding,
Index,
Erasure,
Theoretical Girls,
The Tremeloes,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Motions,
Peter and Kerry,
the Normal,
Minor Threat,
Black Moon,
The Dave Clark Five,
World's Most,
Desert Stars,
F. McDonald,
The Moody Blues,
Mandrill,
Susan Cadogan,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Accadde A,
Joy Division,
The Durutti Column,
Brand Nubian,
Marine Girls,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Zapp,
Jeff Mills,
The Cure,
Bobby Sherman,
X-102,
The Blues Magoos,
John Coltrane,
Sällskapet,
K-Klass,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Residents, The Residents, The Residents, The Residents.
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.