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 United States and from Glasgow.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Barbara Tucker to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 cv313. All the underground hits.
All The Slackers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fear record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David Axelrod record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scion,
The Associates,
CMW,
Buzzcocks,
Frankie Knuckles,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Masters at Work,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ultra Naté,
Sugar Minott,
The Busters,
John Coltrane,
Sex Pistols,
The Searchers,
The Real Kids,
Metal Thangz,
Piero Umiliani,
Jesper Dahlback,
Nico,
Rakim,
Scan 7,
Mad Mike,
Marshall Jefferson,
Dorothy Ashby,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Clear Light,
Joy Division,
John Holt,
Junior Murvin,
The Tremeloes,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Soul Sonic Force,
The Detroit Cobras,
Zapp,
La Düsseldorf,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Dennis Brown,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Goldenarms,
Adolescents,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Young Rascals,
Ultravox,
The Fire Engines,
Sam Rivers,
Deepchord,
Supertramp,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Fugs,
David McCallum,
Darondo,
AZ,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
OOIOO,
Skaos,
Rapeman, Rapeman, Rapeman, Rapeman.
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.