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 Cape Verde and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Last Poets to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Newcleus. All the underground hits.
All AZ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Groovy Waters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gichy Dan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erykah Badu,
Amon Düül,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
LL Cool J,
Lower 48,
OOIOO,
Jandek,
Fugazi,
Electric Prunes,
Darondo,
Pantytec,
Yaz,
Black Pus,
Skarface,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sarah Menescal,
Amon Düül II,
Tom Boy,
Can,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Glambeats Corp.,
Angry Samoans,
Ultimate Spinach,
Saccharine Trust,
Reuben Wilson,
Cluster,
Sunsets and Hearts,
10cc,
Bootsy Collins,
the Slits,
Quando Quango,
Underground Resistance,
Los Fastidios,
Black Flag,
Matthew Bourne,
Graham Central Station,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Index,
Brothers Johnson,
Japan,
Kaleidoscope,
Scion,
48th St. Collective,
Whodini,
Don Cherry,
Guru Guru,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Slackers,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Sound Behaviour,
Andrew Hill,
Tubeway Army,
Black Sheep,
Ronnie Foster,
In Retrospect,
Rhythm & Sound,
Kerrie Biddell,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Average White Band,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sight & Sound,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Organ, Organ, Organ, Organ.
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.