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 Belize and from Delhi.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Jacques Brel to the funk 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 Chrome. All the underground hits.
All The Smoke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yusef Lateef 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 oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aswad record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers,
MC5,
the Normal,
Television Personalities,
Slave,
The Five Americans,
Basic Channel,
Sandy B,
CMW,
L. Decosne,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Rufus Thomas,
Reuben Wilson,
The Saints,
Average White Band,
Aural Exciters,
Monks,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Star Department,
Motorama,
Drive Like Jehu,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Tremeloes,
Gong,
Jesper Dahlback,
Blossom Toes,
Intrusion,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Michelle Simonal,
Ronnie Foster,
Thompson Twins,
The Residents,
Masters at Work,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Nas,
The Associates,
The United States of America,
Outsiders,
Moby Grape,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Alison Limerick,
The Pretty Things,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Liliput,
John Cale,
Neil Young,
Johnny Osbourne,
Andrew Hill,
Eric Dolphy,
Susan Cadogan,
Rapeman,
Pylon,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Rekid,
Amon Düül II,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Franke,
The Cowsills,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk.
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.