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 Brazil 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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 snare 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 X-102 to the rap 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 Masters at Work. All the underground hits.
All Oneida tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Prince Buster record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jacob Miller record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ohio Players,
Television Personalities,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Groovy Waters,
Chrome,
The Cosmic Jokers,
John Coltrane,
Procol Harum,
David McCallum,
Gregory Isaacs,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Newcleus,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Buckinghams,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Sound Behaviour,
John Foxx,
Yusef Lateef,
Reagan Youth,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Ultimate Spinach,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Rites of Spring,
Masters at Work,
Siglo XX,
Silicon Teens,
Harmonia,
Malaria!,
Donny Hathaway,
China Crisis,
Aloha Tigers,
The Zeros,
David Bowie,
Kevin Saunderson,
Man Eating Sloth,
the Sonics,
Con Funk Shun,
The Knickerbockers,
The Names,
The Skatalites,
Model 500,
Junior Murvin,
The Human League,
The Litter,
Fat Boys,
F. McDonald,
Bluetip,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Cheater Slicks,
Radio Birdman,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Erasure,
Scrapy,
D'Angelo,
Kenny Larkin,
ABBA,
Deadbeat,
The Happenings,
Joe Smooth,
Terry Callier, Terry Callier, Terry Callier, Terry Callier.
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.