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 Sweden and from Manila.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 theremin 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 Gary Puckett & The Union Gap to the electroclash 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 Von Mondo. All the underground hits.
All Art Ensemble Of Chicago tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Divine Comedy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 an arpeggiator and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jimmy McGriff,
T. Rex,
Kayak,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
John Foxx,
Harry Pussy,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Unrelated Segments,
Warren Ellis,
The Names,
Kerri Chandler,
Dennis Brown,
The Toasters,
Bauhaus,
ABBA,
Ice-T,
World's Most,
The Mummies,
Ronan,
Marine Girls,
Vladislav Delay,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Nick Fraelich,
Nirvana,
Rakim,
Harpers Bizarre,
Scan 7,
Carl Craig,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Robert Hood,
Spandau Ballet,
Alice Coltrane,
The Kinks,
In Retrospect,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Monolake,
The Dave Clark Five,
UT,
The Standells,
The Techniques,
These Immortal Souls,
Audionom,
The Dirtbombs,
the Normal,
Jacques Brel,
Masters at Work,
The Skatalites,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Aswad,
Jeru the Damaja,
Hoover,
Fluxion,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
the Sonics,
Adolescents,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Michelle Simonal,
Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins.
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.