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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 sitar 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 Easy Going to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Lyres. All the underground hits.
All Gian Franco Pienzio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doors 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 an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Techniques record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television,
Andrew Hill,
AZ,
Basic Channel,
The Detroit Cobras,
Dennis Brown,
B.T. Express,
Wasted Youth,
The Blackbyrds,
Peter and Kerry,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Ronnie Foster,
Fatback Band,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Delta 5,
ABBA,
Crispy Ambulance,
Oneida,
Technova,
Simply Red,
Flipper,
Quadrant,
Camouflage,
The United States of America,
Bang On A Can,
Lower 48,
Au Pairs,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Pretty Things,
JFA,
Barclay James Harvest,
Aloha Tigers,
The Monks,
Siglo XX,
Janne Schatter,
Avey Tare,
Supertramp,
The Monochrome Set,
Magma,
Young Marble Giants,
Archie Shepp,
The Cure,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Q and Not U,
Model 500,
Dark Day,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Aswad,
Sparks,
F. McDonald,
Underground Resistance,
Jerry Gold Smith,
the Normal,
Donny Hathaway,
DNA,
Soulsonic Force,
Jawbox,
X-101,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
the Fania All-Stars,
Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker.
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.