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 Finland and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Lyon.
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 chamberlin 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 Hardrive to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Arcadia. All the underground hits.
All Selector Dub Narcotic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy Collins 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Al Stewart record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skriet,
The Monochrome Set,
Flash Fearless,
Desert Stars,
Donny Hathaway,
Public Enemy,
Pere Ubu,
Boredoms,
Mary Jane Girls,
Mr. Review,
Outsiders,
Tim Buckley,
Youth Brigade,
Arab on Radar,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Moody Blues,
Surgeon,
Mo-Dettes,
Neu!,
Slave,
Y Pants,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Theoretical Girls,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Boz Scaggs,
Nation of Ulysses,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Monolake,
Rhythm & Sound,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Offenders,
Country Teasers,
Lucky Dragons,
FM Einheit,
Marcia Griffiths,
Mars,
Anakelly,
Archie Shepp,
New Order,
Glambeats Corp.,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Radiohead,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Little Man,
Kayak,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Beasts of Bourbon,
the Sonics,
Dave Gahan,
Organ,
Mission of Burma,
Suicide,
Delta 5,
The Fuzztones,
Pylon,
Section 25,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Birthday Party,
The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers.
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.