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 Cameroon and from London.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Zapp 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 Judy Mowatt. All the underground hits.
All The United States of America tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kayak 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious Big And Bone Thugs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brothers Johnson,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lungfish,
Stetsasonic,
The Last Poets,
the Human League,
Chris & Cosey,
Bootsy Collins,
Wally Richardson,
Swell Maps,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Aaron Thompson,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Connie Case,
Sound Behaviour,
Roy Ayers,
The Raincoats,
Josef K,
Television Personalities,
A Certain Ratio,
Thee Headcoats,
Depeche Mode,
Newcleus,
Jerry's Kids,
Procol Harum,
Magma,
Minor Threat,
Eli Mardock,
KRS-One,
New York Dolls,
The American Breed,
Kurtis Blow,
Kool Moe Dee,
Moss Icon,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Letta Mbulu,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Doors,
Young Marble Giants,
Sam Rivers,
Bobby Womack,
Q65,
The Music Machine,
The Cowsills,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Country Teasers,
Don Cherry,
Sun Ra,
Kaleidoscope,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Human League,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Lakeside,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Heaven 17,
Gichy Dan,
Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu.
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.