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 Qatar and from Jakarta.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the 808 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 Pantytec to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Lyres. All the underground hits.
All Johnny Osbourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris Corsano record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lonnie Liston Smith 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?
Altered Images,
Gang Green,
John Foxx,
Fatback Band,
FM Einheit,
Cluster,
ABC,
Q65,
Wally Richardson,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Zeros,
Country Teasers,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Max Romeo,
Con Funk Shun,
The Tremeloes,
Skriet,
Sarah Menescal,
Delon & Dalcan,
Los Fastidios,
Steve Hackett,
Television,
The Index,
The Leaves,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Monks,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Mary Jane Girls,
Swell Maps,
Fela Kuti,
Niagra,
Young Marble Giants,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Victims,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Neu!,
Mad Mike,
Faraquet,
The Techniques,
Ohio Players,
Yaz,
The Mojo Men,
Toni Rubio,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Warsaw,
Stereo Dub,
Skaos,
Iggy Pop,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Count Five,
Robert Görl,
Parry Music,
The Human League,
Godley & Creme,
the Bar-Kays,
Sam Rivers,
The Shadows of Knight,
Nico,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith.
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.