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 Chad 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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 The Fall 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 Electric Light Orchestra. All the underground hits.
All Pantaleimon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Outsiders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Music Machine,
Gong,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Index,
The Sonics,
Lakeside,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Aaron Thompson,
Quantec,
Electric Light Orchestra,
One Last Wish,
Bill Wells,
Shoche,
Wasted Youth,
Pharoah Sanders,
Unrelated Segments,
Gang Green,
Letta Mbulu,
Neu!,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Happenings,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Delta 5,
Fad Gadget,
the Bar-Kays,
Model 500,
Interpol,
FM Einheit,
Grauzone,
The Slits,
The Dirtbombs,
Eric B and Rakim,
Gichy Dan,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Jacob Miller,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Moby Grape,
Jerry Gold Smith,
David Axelrod,
The Searchers,
Clear Light,
Wally Richardson,
Buzzcocks,
The Standells,
Altered Images,
The Residents,
Rites of Spring,
Fat Boys,
Heaven 17,
Curtis Mayfield,
Johnny Clarke,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Davy DMX,
John Cale,
Mr. Review,
Ultravox,
Spoonie Gee,
Deadbeat,
Andrew Hill,
Nils Olav,
The Remains,
The Kinks,
Slick Rick,
Derrick May, Derrick May, Derrick May, Derrick May.
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.