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 Laos and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the 808 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 Monks to the funk 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 Maurizio. All the underground hits.
All Lungfish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every D'Angelo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultramagnetic MC's record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Silicon Teens,
Radiopuhelimet,
Nirvana,
Ralphi Rosario,
Terrestrial Tones,
DJ Style,
Ituana,
Johnny Clarke,
Lalann,
Delon & Dalcan,
kango's stein massive,
Funkadelic,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Zeros,
The Standells,
PIL,
Mantronix,
the Germs,
The Index,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Knickerbockers,
Agent Orange,
Thee Headcoats,
Scion,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Patti Smith,
John Holt,
DJ Sneak,
Faraquet,
Tres Demented,
Crispian St. Peters,
Tears for Fears,
Rakim,
Severed Heads,
Quantec,
The Monochrome Set,
The Seeds,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Nils Olav,
The Sonics,
Duran Duran,
The Motions,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Max Romeo,
The Skatalites,
Ice-T,
Electric Prunes,
The Busters,
JFA,
T. Rex,
Bad Manners,
Scan 7,
Eric Dolphy,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Man Eating Sloth,
Jerry's Kids,
Curtis Mayfield,
Godley & Creme,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Symarip,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne.
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.