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 Djibouti and from Calgary.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 mellotron 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 Ossler to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Tom Boy. All the underground hits.
All The American Breed tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Beasts of Bourbon 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fuzztones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Groovy Waters,
ABC,
Fad Gadget,
Country Teasers,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Kaleidoscope,
Lalo Schifrin,
Drexciya,
Aswad,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Gang Starr,
John Cale,
The Trojans,
Panda Bear,
Janne Schatter,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Victims,
Sparks,
Mark Hollis,
Joe Smooth,
The Fuzztones,
Joe Finger,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Ossler,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Andrew Hill,
Dual Sessions,
Shoche,
Flipper,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
John Foxx,
Black Bananas,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Beau Brummels,
Bobby Sherman,
Chrome,
Schoolly D,
Sällskapet,
David Bowie,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Soft Machine,
Kerri Chandler,
Outsiders,
The Martian,
Carl Craig,
Main Source,
The Doobie Brothers,
Essential Logic,
The Young Rascals,
Pantytec,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Skarface,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Birthday Party,
Boogie Down Productions,
Moss Icon,
Byron Stingily,
The Gap Band,
the Swans,
Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun.
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.