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 Colombia and from Mexico City.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 rhodes 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 Selector Dub Narcotic to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks. All the underground hits.
All Bill Wells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marvin Gaye 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Chocolate Watch Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Dolphy,
Sällskapet,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Ponytail,
Archie Shepp,
Byron Stingily,
Yazoo,
Ohio Players,
D'Angelo,
The Monochrome Set,
Minnie Riperton,
Magma,
Scratch Acid,
MDC,
Can,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Erasure,
Joey Negro,
Au Pairs,
Jandek,
Schoolly D,
Sarah Menescal,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Quando Quango,
Eric B and Rakim,
Animal Collective,
Derrick May,
The Velvet Underground,
Talk Talk,
Tears for Fears,
These Immortal Souls,
Japan,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Mission of Burma,
Bauhaus,
The Modern Lovers,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Yellowson,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Barrington Levy,
Deadbeat,
Pagans,
Khruangbin,
Pulsallama,
Spandau Ballet,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Joe Finger,
Jerry's Kids,
Urselle,
The United States of America,
The Names,
Roy Ayers,
The Blackbyrds,
Moebius,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Jacques Brel,
Gong,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Ossler,
Arcadia,
Blake Baxter,
Bill Wells, Bill Wells, Bill Wells, Bill Wells.
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.