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 Somalia and from Accra.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Portland.
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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Zero Boys to the jazz 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 ABBA. All the underground hits.
All Bauhaus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grauzone 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lizzy Mercier Descloux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Flag,
Boogie Down Productions,
Inner City,
Quantec,
Flamin' Groovies,
Wasted Youth,
Panda Bear,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Litter,
kango's stein massive,
Idris Muhammad,
Rakim,
Technova,
Ultra Naté,
Cecil Taylor,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Bluetip,
Tim Buckley,
Cymande,
Bush Tetras,
Brass Construction,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Walker Brothers,
The Buckinghams,
Talk Talk,
The Dave Clark Five,
Fugazi,
Gang Gang Dance,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Happenings,
Nirvana,
Clear Light,
Aural Exciters,
Terry Callier,
The United States of America,
The Moody Blues,
The Busters,
The Divine Comedy,
Chris Corsano,
Simply Red,
Barry Ungar,
Franke,
Agitation Free,
Slick Rick,
Girls At Our Best!,
Soulsonic Force,
Aswad,
Black Sheep,
Television Personalities,
Accadde A,
The Velvet Underground,
Symarip,
Average White Band,
The Tremeloes,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Traffic Nightmare,
Crispian St. Peters,
Vainqueur,
F. McDonald,
the Normal,
David Axelrod,
In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect.
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.