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 Vietnam and from Beijing.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Hoover to the crunk 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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk. All the underground hits.
All Electric Light Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mojo Men record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mantronix record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Public Image Ltd.,
Dawn Penn,
Maurizio,
Lyres,
Drexciya,
Cheater Slicks,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Jeff Lynne,
Roxette,
Fat Boys,
Juan Atkins,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Connie Case,
Johnny Clarke,
K-Klass,
This Heat,
Television Personalities,
Joe Smooth,
Kerri Chandler,
The Raincoats,
Jandek,
Jimmy McGriff,
Scion,
Maleditus Sound,
DJ Sneak,
Q and Not U,
The Star Department,
Fugazi,
Lou Reed,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Simply Red,
Minor Threat,
The Toasters,
Erykah Badu,
Arthur Verocai,
Camberwell Now,
Deakin,
Franke,
Matthew Bourne,
Jacob Miller,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Heaven 17,
The Litter,
Bobby Byrd,
Monolake,
the Bar-Kays,
Smog,
Warren Ellis,
AZ,
Neu!,
Freddie Wadling,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
John Cale,
Unrelated Segments,
Kenny Larkin,
Babytalk,
David Axelrod,
The New Christs,
Iggy Pop,
David Bowie,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions.
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.