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 India and from Beijing.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Little Man to the jazz 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 Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish. All the underground hits.
All Lalo Schifrin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Womack record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Smiths,
Oneida,
Agitation Free,
Sister Nancy,
DNA,
Glenn Branca,
the Fania All-Stars,
cv313,
Pet Shop Boys,
B.T. Express,
Ultravox,
John Foxx,
Avey Tare,
Joe Smooth,
The Offenders,
Amon Düül II,
Electric Prunes,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Lungfish,
Parry Music,
K-Klass,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Human League,
Bob Dylan,
Metal Thangz,
John Lydon,
Average White Band,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Eurythmics,
Eden Ahbez,
Faust,
The Standells,
DJ Sneak,
Gregory Isaacs,
Bush Tetras,
The Toasters,
Jimmy McGriff,
Whodini,
The Detroit Cobras,
Arthur Verocai,
The Cowsills,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Andrew Hill,
Scientists,
Crash Course in Science,
Susan Cadogan,
Todd Rundgren,
Ken Boothe,
Tom Boy,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Crime,
Kerri Chandler,
Rosa Yemen,
Chris & Cosey,
Fugazi,
The Associates,
The Motions,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs.
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.