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 Monaco and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 Hong Kong and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 sitar 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 Livin' Joy to the punk 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 Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five. All the underground hits.
All Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris & Cosey record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed & Metallica record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
CMW,
Wasted Youth,
John Holt,
Peter & Gordon,
Make Up,
Khruangbin,
Erykah Badu,
Barrington Levy,
Kerri Chandler,
Al Stewart,
The Flesh Eaters,
EPMD,
Gabor Szabo,
Traffic Nightmare,
Arab on Radar,
David Axelrod,
Q65,
MC5,
Scan 7,
Sound Behaviour,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Derrick Morgan,
Blake Baxter,
One Last Wish,
Thompson Twins,
Rakim,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Knickerbockers,
The Sonics,
Prince Buster,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
a-ha,
The Kinks,
The Count Five,
The Pretty Things,
The Cure,
the Bar-Kays,
The Doobie Brothers,
Skaos,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Remains,
Basic Channel,
In Retrospect,
Index,
Absolute Body Control,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Grass Roots,
Zero Boys,
The Vogues,
Kaleidoscope,
Franke,
Peter and Kerry,
Soft Cell,
Pulsallama,
The Motions,
Swans,
Shoche,
Outsiders,
The Wake,
Sex Pistols,
Minor Threat,
Alphaville,
Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario.
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.