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 Qatar and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 oboe 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 DeepChord presents Echospace to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Davy DMX. All the underground hits.
All June Days tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABBA 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a James Chance & The Contortions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Buzzcocks,
Isaac Hayes,
Joensuu 1685,
Gang of Four,
the Soft Cell,
Joy Division,
Sixth Finger,
Funky Four + One,
Moss Icon,
Swell Maps,
Wings,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Interpol,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Soft Cell,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Agent Orange,
The United States of America,
The Smiths,
Negative Approach,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Los Fastidios,
Kenny Larkin,
Gastr Del Sol,
One Last Wish,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Fall,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Flamin' Groovies,
Rod Modell,
LL Cool J,
Monolake,
The Trojans,
Todd Rundgren,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Delta 5,
Iggy Pop,
Adolescents,
Jandek,
Darondo,
John Foxx,
The Moody Blues,
The Last Poets,
Harpers Bizarre,
Livin' Joy,
Banda Bassotti,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Blancmange,
Josef K,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Divine Comedy,
ABBA,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Faraquet,
Gang Starr,
The Walker Brothers,
Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic.
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.