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 Barbados and from Portland.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Simply Red to the funk 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 Marc Almond. All the underground hits.
All Faraquet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marshall Jefferson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Doobie Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wire,
Lalann,
The Red Krayola,
Sixth Finger,
Lakeside,
Bobby Byrd,
Arthur Verocai,
John Holt,
Cymande,
Urselle,
Funkadelic,
Easy Going,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Japan,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Mr. Review,
UT,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Modern Lovers,
Animal Collective,
Gastr Del Sol,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Chris Corsano,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Aswad,
the Sonics,
the Swans,
Isaac Hayes,
The Last Poets,
Mantronix,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Jacques Brel,
Albert Ayler,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Ohio Players,
The Zeros,
Fugazi,
The Martian,
Whodini,
Electric Prunes,
Marmalade,
Danielle Patucci,
The Gap Band,
48th St. Collective,
Aural Exciters,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Aloha Tigers,
Moebius,
The Five Americans,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Scientists,
Harpers Bizarre,
Qualms,
Television Personalities,
Tommy Roe,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Blues Magoos,
Unrelated Segments,
Ultravox,
Joe Smooth,
Ralphi Rosario,
Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson.
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.