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 Moldova and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Barracudas to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Altered Images. All the underground hits.
All Aaron Thompson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echospace 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nico record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers,
Donny Hathaway,
Absolute Body Control,
Swans,
Brand Nubian,
the Association,
Subhumans,
AZ,
Monolake,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Angels of Light,
Neil Young,
Agitation Free,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Jacob Miller,
Funky Four + One,
Susan Cadogan,
Barry Ungar,
Brothers Johnson,
Basic Channel,
Kaleidoscope,
Matthew Bourne,
Quadrant,
Derrick May,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Don Cherry,
Goldenarms,
Tears for Fears,
Los Fastidios,
Moby Grape,
Marvin Gaye,
CMW,
Black Flag,
Pylon,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Warren Ellis,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Lee Hazlewood,
MC5,
The Skatalites,
Urselle,
Rhythm & Sound,
Rufus Thomas,
Unrelated Segments,
Eden Ahbez,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Siglo XX,
Echospace,
Fela Kuti,
Amon Düül II,
FM Einheit,
Pantaleimon,
Drexciya,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Erasure,
Brick,
Crispian St. Peters,
Lightning Bolt,
Hot Snakes,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Saints,
U.S. Maple,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band.
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.