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 Swaziland 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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 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 Con Funk Shun to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Dead Boys. All the underground hits.
All Royal Trux tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Evens record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Christie record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Q65,
Easy Going,
Idris Muhammad,
Sun Ra,
OOIOO,
the Swans,
The Misunderstood,
Vladislav Delay,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
CMW,
Gabor Szabo,
In Retrospect,
Excepter,
The J.B.'s,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
the Normal,
Janne Schatter,
Henry Cow,
Pierre Henry,
Clear Light,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Roy Ayers,
Grey Daturas,
Essential Logic,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
a-ha,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Warsaw,
The Fortunes,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Minor Threat,
Crispy Ambulance,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
John Coltrane,
Althea and Donna,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sparks,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Heaven 17,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Monochrome Set,
Flash Fearless,
New Age Steppers,
Masters at Work,
One Last Wish,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Nils Olav,
Au Pairs,
Aural Exciters,
Harry Pussy,
The Toasters,
Deakin,
The Angels of Light,
Bronski Beat,
The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams.
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.