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 Hungary and from Paris.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Marcia Griffiths to the jazz 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 Zapp. All the underground hits.
All Oppenheimer Analysis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sällskapet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kaleidoscope record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Association,
Mr. Review,
The Human League,
Deakin,
the Human League,
Minutemen,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Duran Duran,
John Holt,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Au Pairs,
Soft Machine,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Lower 48,
Sister Nancy,
The Saints,
Babytalk,
The Gap Band,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Tremeloes,
Scratch Acid,
The Fortunes,
Mandrill,
The Selecter,
Stetsasonic,
Grey Daturas,
Nik Kershaw,
Half Japanese,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Johnny Clarke,
the Fania All-Stars,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Joensuu 1685,
Lou Christie,
Skaos,
Jeff Lynne,
AZ,
Kool Moe Dee,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Isaac Hayes,
Scott Walker,
Gregory Isaacs,
Young Marble Giants,
EPMD,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Quando Quango,
Outsiders,
Bill Near,
U.S. Maple,
Marvin Gaye,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Gladiators,
Make Up,
Jeff Mills,
Public Enemy,
Gong,
Terry Callier,
Alton Ellis,
Quadrant,
Little Man, Little Man, Little Man, Little Man.
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.