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 United Kingdom and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 güiro 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 Warren Ellis to the jazz 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 The Moody Blues. All the underground hits.
All Von Mondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lungfish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fortunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jerry's Kids,
The Durutti Column,
KRS-One,
Man Parrish,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Harmonia,
Ohio Players,
Grandmaster Flash,
Underground Resistance,
Steve Hackett,
Crash Course in Science,
AZ,
Pagans,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Sonics,
Brass Construction,
Second Layer,
The Associates,
Bootsy Collins,
Bobby Byrd,
Malaria!,
Cal Tjader,
The Zeros,
Electric Prunes,
The Fire Engines,
The Red Krayola,
The United States of America,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
cv313,
Ituana,
Television,
Barry Ungar,
Deepchord,
Dark Day,
The Gap Band,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Cameo,
DJ Style,
James White and The Blacks,
Wasted Youth,
Ronnie Foster,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Jawbox,
Quando Quango,
Popol Vuh,
Pantaleimon,
Boz Scaggs,
LL Cool J,
Audionom,
Main Source,
The Birthday Party,
The Leaves,
Pussy Galore,
Danielle Patucci,
The Cowsills,
Isaac Hayes,
Fela Kuti,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Scan 7,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Star Department,
Shoche,
Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear.
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.