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 Australia and from Hong Kong.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Ornette Coleman to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Joey Negro. All the underground hits.
All Graham Central Station tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Popol Vuh record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boogie Down Productions,
The Slits,
Pole,
Mark Hollis,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Remains,
Vladislav Delay,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
kango's stein massive,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Audionom,
Stetsasonic,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Fela Kuti,
The Moleskins,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Fall,
Hashim,
Brick,
Talk Talk,
Brass Construction,
Intrusion,
Peter and Kerry,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Evens,
Little Man,
Colin Newman,
Kas Product,
Boredoms,
John Coltrane,
Eli Mardock,
Lou Reed,
Joe Finger,
Johnny Osbourne,
Graham Central Station,
Marine Girls,
Kayak,
New Order,
Sam Rivers,
The Black Dice,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Erasure,
The Angels of Light,
Quando Quango,
James White and The Blacks,
Kool Moe Dee,
the Germs,
Black Pus,
Carl Craig,
Tim Buckley,
Theoretical Girls,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Robert Wyatt,
Wally Richardson,
Kaleidoscope,
The Grass Roots,
Iggy Pop,
Erykah Badu,
Nas,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
These Immortal Souls,
The Gap Band,
Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey.
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.