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 Luxembourg and from Mumbai.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 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 Dennis Brown to the funk 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 Warsaw. All the underground hits.
All Eurythmics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barry Ungar record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Franke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wally Richardson,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Mars,
Surgeon,
JFA,
Minny Pops,
Dave Gahan,
Sarah Menescal,
Cal Tjader,
Blake Baxter,
Althea and Donna,
Dennis Brown,
Ituana,
Marcia Griffiths,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
DJ Style,
Quantec,
Quadrant,
Eurythmics,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Depeche Mode,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Intrusion,
a-ha,
Inner City,
Funky Four + One,
Ohio Players,
Peter and Kerry,
Liliput,
Slick Rick,
Monks,
Tres Demented,
Max Romeo,
The Moody Blues,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Tropical Tobacco,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Lou Reed,
Rod Modell,
Bad Manners,
Ludus,
The Human League,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
In Retrospect,
Average White Band,
Eden Ahbez,
Crooked Eye,
The Fire Engines,
The Motions,
Harpers Bizarre,
Ice-T,
Talk Talk,
Model 500,
Jeru the Damaja,
Organ,
Unwound,
The Misunderstood,
Leonard Cohen,
Darondo, Darondo, Darondo, Darondo.
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.