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 Niger and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 The Stooges to the rap 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 Amon Düül. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Television 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalann record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Subhumans,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Chrome,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Half Japanese,
Traffic Nightmare,
Lakeside,
The Last Poets,
Bobby Womack,
Pere Ubu,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Donald Byrd,
Audionom,
Eli Mardock,
The Fall,
The Modern Lovers,
Donny Hathaway,
The Fire Engines,
Vladislav Delay,
Tres Demented,
Nick Fraelich,
The Count Five,
Minor Threat,
Marvin Gaye,
The Human League,
Accadde A,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Clear Light,
Warsaw,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
ABC,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Oneida,
Rakim,
Judy Mowatt,
Andrew Hill,
Ten City,
Bobby Byrd,
L. Decosne,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Scott Walker,
Simply Red,
Das Ding,
The Slits,
DJ Style,
Delon & Dalcan,
Model 500,
Anakelly,
Can,
Toni Rubio,
Quantec,
Massinfluence,
Laurel Aitken,
Gong,
Public Image Ltd.,
Radiopuhelimet,
Cameo,
Easy Going,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Angels of Light,
Iggy Pop,
Lee Hazlewood,
Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel.
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.