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 Argentina and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
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 Joe Smooth to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Goldenarms. All the underground hits.
All Gichy Dan 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 funk 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 an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Misunderstood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Divine Comedy,
Lou Reed,
X-Ray Spex,
The Skatalites,
Scott Walker,
Negative Approach,
Roxy Music,
Monolake,
Maleditus Sound,
Stockholm Monsters,
Visage,
Dark Day,
Harpers Bizarre,
Colin Newman,
the Sonics,
The Techniques,
Tomorrow,
Alphaville,
Suicide,
New Order,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Funky Four + One,
Gang Gang Dance,
ABBA,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Kenny Larkin,
The Tremeloes,
Livin' Joy,
Robert Görl,
The Electric Prunes,
Toni Rubio,
Public Image Ltd.,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Intrusion,
Vladislav Delay,
John Foxx,
Rotary Connection,
Wolf Eyes,
Sun Ra,
Flamin' Groovies,
Stereo Dub,
Alton Ellis,
DJ Sneak,
Faust,
Das Ding,
Gabor Szabo,
The Last Poets,
David McCallum,
Anakelly,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Althea and Donna,
Tubeway Army,
Underground Resistance,
Model 500,
Kool Moe Dee,
Dead Boys,
Patti Smith,
The Associates,
Porter Ricks,
a-ha,
Main Source, Main Source, Main Source, Main Source.
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.