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 Germany and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 Donald Fagen 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 Sun City Girls to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Essential Logic. All the underground hits.
All The Wake tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Associates 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Doors record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Banda Bassotti,
Gabor Szabo,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Tears for Fears,
The Vogues,
The Modern Lovers,
AZ,
Basic Channel,
The Fugs,
Deakin,
T. Rex,
Masters at Work,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Piero Umiliani,
Silicon Teens,
Fatback Band,
Moss Icon,
New York Dolls,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Qualms,
Simply Red,
Amazonics,
kango's stein massive,
Henry Cow,
The Beau Brummels,
Black Bananas,
Camberwell Now,
Eve St. Jones,
Crooked Eye,
John Lydon,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Scott Walker,
Wire,
Erykah Badu,
Oblivians,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Eurythmics,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Pantaleimon,
The Gladiators,
Soft Cell,
Kool Moe Dee,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Kaleidoscope,
Half Japanese,
Black Moon,
Kerri Chandler,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Kevin Saunderson,
Intrusion,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Kurtis Blow,
Sparks,
Panda Bear,
Yusef Lateef,
The Flesh Eaters,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Hashim,
Toni Rubio,
Duran Duran,
Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players.
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.