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 India and from Beijing.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 marimba 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 Josef K to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Neu!. All the underground hits.
All Robert Görl tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Black Dice record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chris & Cosey record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fugazi,
Soulsonic Force,
Moebius,
Marcia Griffiths,
Cal Tjader,
Mandrill,
Dennis Brown,
The Sonics,
Susan Cadogan,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Audionom,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Roxy Music,
Delta 5,
Gang Starr,
New York Dolls,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Bobby Sherman,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Shadows of Knight,
Terry Callier,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Davy DMX,
DJ Style,
Josef K,
Ronan,
Malaria!,
Eden Ahbez,
Von Mondo,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Kas Product,
Tears for Fears,
The Black Dice,
Kayak,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Alison Limerick,
Suburban Knight,
Mark Hollis,
R.M.O.,
Connie Case,
Maurizio,
T.S.O.L.,
Spoonie Gee,
The Monochrome Set,
Accadde A,
Gil Scott Heron,
The United States of America,
Magma,
Public Image Ltd.,
Cecil Taylor,
Anthony Braxton,
Cymande,
Glambeats Corp.,
Charles Mingus,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Todd Rundgren,
Bauhaus,
Visage,
Derrick Morgan,
Model 500,
Skarface,
Nas, Nas, Nas, Nas.
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.