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 Algeria and from Milan.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Bremen.
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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Joe Smooth to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Tim Buckley. All the underground hits.
All Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joyce Sims record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a China Crisis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rekid,
Public Image Ltd.,
Television,
Stetsasonic,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Girls At Our Best!,
Unwound,
Stereo Dub,
Reuben Wilson,
Toni Rubio,
Ohio Players,
Black Flag,
Tres Demented,
Infiniti,
Minor Threat,
Technova,
Kenny Larkin,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Blossom Toes,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Neil Young,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Connie Case,
X-102,
The Busters,
The Victims,
Black Pus,
Bang On A Can,
The Tremeloes,
The Wake,
Donny Hathaway,
The Smoke,
Los Fastidios,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Junior Murvin,
Organ,
Y Pants,
Avey Tare,
EPMD,
The Flesh Eaters,
Sun Ra,
ABC,
The Vogues,
Lower 48,
Pagans,
Brothers Johnson,
Supertramp,
The Dave Clark Five,
Babytalk,
The Motions,
Quando Quango,
The J.B.'s,
Terry Callier,
Glenn Branca,
Yusef Lateef,
Shoche,
June Days,
Bronski Beat,
Theoretical Girls,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton.
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.