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 Mali 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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Joe Smooth to the disco 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 Liliput. All the underground hits.
All EPMD tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiopuhelimet 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Essential Logic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marshall Jefferson,
Matthew Bourne,
Liliput,
Grandmaster Flash,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Susan Cadogan,
Livin' Joy,
The Stooges,
Sun Ra,
Shoche,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Reuben Wilson,
The Five Americans,
Oneida,
The Gladiators,
Cameo,
8 Eyed Spy,
Ten City,
New Order,
Procol Harum,
Howard Jones,
Tomorrow,
John Lydon,
Barry Ungar,
Ultra Naté,
Bad Manners,
David Bowie,
Gichy Dan,
Sight & Sound,
Eric Copeland,
Gang Gang Dance,
Neil Young,
Carl Craig,
Joyce Sims,
CMW,
The Blackbyrds,
Dave Gahan,
Aloha Tigers,
Average White Band,
Ohio Players,
Thompson Twins,
Qualms,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Wake,
Junior Murvin,
Freddie Wadling,
The Saints,
Todd Terry,
Tim Buckley,
Jimmy McGriff,
Marcia Griffiths,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Outsiders,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sexual Harrassment,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Soulsonic Force,
Basic Channel,
Minor Threat,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Maleditus Sound,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Deadbeat, Deadbeat, Deadbeat, Deadbeat.
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.