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 Iceland and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 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 Duran Duran to the disco 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 In Retrospect. All the underground hits.
All The Martian tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Al Stewart 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 marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Magazine,
Avey Tare,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Danielle Patucci,
Kaleidoscope,
Alice Coltrane,
T.S.O.L.,
The Cramps,
Yusef Lateef,
Bizarre Inc.,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
E-Dancer,
FM Einheit,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
the Soft Cell,
Quando Quango,
Derrick May,
Piero Umiliani,
Harmonia,
Radio Birdman,
Lalo Schifrin,
Minutemen,
Rakim,
Joy Division,
Max Romeo,
Glambeats Corp.,
Laurel Aitken,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Popol Vuh,
Oblivians,
Erykah Badu,
Rapeman,
Traffic Nightmare,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Juan Atkins,
David McCallum,
Average White Band,
These Immortal Souls,
Eddi Front,
H. Thieme,
Aswad,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Neon Judgement,
Magma,
Lou Reed,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Minnie Riperton,
Joey Negro,
Matthew Bourne,
Television Personalities,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Young Rascals,
This Heat,
Barbara Tucker,
Los Fastidios,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
John Coltrane,
Soul II Soul,
Tommy Roe,
The Happenings,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru.
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.