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 Ghana and from Calgary.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 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 Model 500 to the disco 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 Rakim. All the underground hits.
All Fat Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David Bowie record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skriet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ralphi Rosario,
Black Pus,
The Invisible,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Fuzztones,
Groovy Waters,
Eurythmics,
Electric Prunes,
Boredoms,
Eddi Front,
The Zeros,
DJ Sneak,
Goldenarms,
The American Breed,
Absolute Body Control,
Lightning Bolt,
Pharoah Sanders,
L. Decosne,
Vainqueur,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Human League,
Sun City Girls,
Hoover,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Tomorrow,
Lou Christie,
Bootsy Collins,
Rhythm & Sound,
Supertramp,
These Immortal Souls,
Barbara Tucker,
Man Eating Sloth,
Skaos,
Barclay James Harvest,
Chris & Cosey,
Bad Manners,
T.S.O.L.,
Joe Smooth,
Jerry's Kids,
Ornette Coleman,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Roger Hodgson,
Davy DMX,
Harmonia,
China Crisis,
OOIOO,
Pere Ubu,
Smog,
The Mummies,
Ohio Players,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Nick Fraelich,
CMW,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Brick,
Funky Four + One,
kango's stein massive,
Andrew Hill,
Warren Ellis,
Qualms,
Inner City,
June Days,
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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.