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 Austria and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 Lalo Schifrin to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Cramps. All the underground hits.
All Main Source tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joensuu 1685 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kerrie Biddell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
ABC,
The Monochrome Set,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
DJ Sneak,
Sonny Sharrock,
Liliput,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Second Layer,
Brass Construction,
Make Up,
Boz Scaggs,
Cal Tjader,
Index,
Eric Copeland,
The Wake,
OOIOO,
Spoonie Gee,
the Sonics,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Beau Brummels,
The Slits,
Colin Newman,
Eurythmics,
Pagans,
Patti Smith,
Marcia Griffiths,
X-Ray Spex,
Matthew Bourne,
Zapp,
The Velvet Underground,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Popol Vuh,
Talk Talk,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Last Poets,
Buzzcocks,
Glenn Branca,
June of 44,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Gichy Dan,
This Heat,
Lakeside,
Ultravox,
10cc,
Nils Olav,
Niagra,
The United States of America,
Magazine,
JFA,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Real Kids,
L. Decosne,
Sparks,
Tom Boy,
Jerry's Kids,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Loose Ends,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts.
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.