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 Antigua and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 snare 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 Yellowson to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Cowsills. All the underground hits.
All R.M.O. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Franke record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 harpsichord and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Donny Hathaway record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vladislav Delay,
The Electric Prunes,
Davy DMX,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Ituana,
Eric Copeland,
Eric B and Rakim,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Dark Day,
The Music Machine,
Howard Jones,
Prince Buster,
The Shadows of Knight,
Negative Approach,
Television Personalities,
Steve Hackett,
Agent Orange,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Girls At Our Best!,
Delta 5,
Schoolly D,
Bush Tetras,
Rufus Thomas,
James White and The Blacks,
The Sonics,
Dual Sessions,
U.S. Maple,
Half Japanese,
Anthony Braxton,
Glambeats Corp.,
Interpol,
Tres Demented,
The Neon Judgement,
Tommy Roe,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Public Image Ltd.,
The J.B.'s,
Sight & Sound,
The Remains,
The Fortunes,
Sun City Girls,
Todd Terry,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Michelle Simonal,
Section 25,
Cluster,
The Trojans,
Bauhaus,
Slave,
Siglo XX,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Index,
Terrestrial Tones,
Rod Modell,
R.M.O.,
Neu!,
Skarface,
the Swans,
Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan.
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.