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 Singapore and from Cairo.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and New York.
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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the snare 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 Ice-T to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Rhythm & Sound. All the underground hits.
All Gang Green tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Selector Dub Narcotic 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Althea and Donna record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
World's Most,
Spandau Ballet,
Quantec,
Popol Vuh,
Icehouse,
Porter Ricks,
Lalo Schifrin,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Sonics,
Hot Snakes,
The Fire Engines,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
La Düsseldorf,
Basic Channel,
The Alarm Clocks,
Moss Icon,
Hardrive,
Laurel Aitken,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
CMW,
Bronski Beat,
Archie Shepp,
kango's stein massive,
Talk Talk,
Schoolly D,
Drexciya,
The Pop Group,
Jeff Mills,
Rapeman,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Boredoms,
Joe Smooth,
Qualms,
Mandrill,
Amon Düül II,
Lakeside,
The Young Rascals,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Rosa Yemen,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Ossler,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Johnny Osbourne,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
UT,
Nation of Ulysses,
Babytalk,
The Sound,
The Black Dice,
The Happenings,
Jandek,
Yazoo,
Panda Bear,
Sällskapet,
Whodini,
The Skatalites,
Make Up,
Bob Dylan,
Chrome,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell.
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.