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 Chad and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Agitation Free to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Funky Four + One. All the underground hits.
All The Doobie Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Trojans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Animal Collective record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Count Five,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Rotary Connection,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Aloha Tigers,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Suburban Knight,
Youth Brigade,
Roxy Music,
Yazoo,
Model 500,
Q and Not U,
Section 25,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Swell Maps,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Fela Kuti,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Duran Duran,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Delta 5,
Radio Birdman,
Joensuu 1685,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Deakin,
Sonic Youth,
Peter and Kerry,
Bad Manners,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sarah Menescal,
Das Ding,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
MDC,
Mo-Dettes,
Infiniti,
FM Einheit,
Suicide,
Gabor Szabo,
Donald Byrd,
Don Cherry,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Ultravox,
Main Source,
Deepchord,
The Black Dice,
Joey Negro,
Country Teasers,
Howard Jones,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Susan Cadogan,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Robert Wyatt,
One Last Wish,
Swans,
The Pop Group,
Iggy Pop,
Gerry Rafferty,
Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills.
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.