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 Brunei and from Mumbai.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the theremin 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 Donny Hathaway to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Bootsy Collins. All the underground hits.
All Lakeside tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Judy Mowatt 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Byrd record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
World's Most,
The Knickerbockers,
Sun Ra,
Letta Mbulu,
Malaria!,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Ken Boothe,
Eddi Front,
Stockholm Monsters,
Sixth Finger,
The Walker Brothers,
Janne Schatter,
The Fugs,
Roger Hodgson,
ABBA,
The Real Kids,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Zero Boys,
Arcadia,
Duran Duran,
Soft Machine,
Cybotron,
Kayak,
The Fall,
Desert Stars,
Rod Modell,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Half Japanese,
Gang of Four,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
the Normal,
Symarip,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Jeru the Damaja,
Outsiders,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lyres,
La Düsseldorf,
The Misunderstood,
Alphaville,
Michelle Simonal,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
AZ,
Albert Ayler,
Young Marble Giants,
Tropical Tobacco,
John Cale,
The Litter,
The Moleskins,
The Cowsills,
Suicide,
Iggy Pop,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
David Axelrod,
The Gun Club,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Henry Cow,
Soul Sonic Force,
Kenny Larkin,
The Martian,
John Foxx, John Foxx, John Foxx, John Foxx.
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.