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 Fiji and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 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 Talk Talk 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 Saccharine Trust. All the underground hits.
All Alton Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scott Walker + Sunn O))) record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aloha Tigers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tres Demented,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
This Heat,
The Residents,
China Crisis,
Sällskapet,
Niagra,
The Zeros,
Carl Craig,
Section 25,
Marcia Griffiths,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Victims,
The Leaves,
Fluxion,
Monolake,
Minny Pops,
Bobbi Humphrey,
the Germs,
Fatback Band,
Glambeats Corp.,
Ultravox,
Cluster,
Henry Cow,
Chrome,
Hot Snakes,
Zero Boys,
Eyeless In Gaza,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Fall,
The Barracudas,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
John Lydon,
Boredoms,
Stockholm Monsters,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Michelle Simonal,
Angry Samoans,
Donny Hathaway,
Lalo Schifrin,
Anthony Braxton,
Cal Tjader,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Half Japanese,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Lalann,
Unwound,
R.M.O.,
Television Personalities,
Arab on Radar,
Roxette,
Mandrill,
Panda Bear,
Visage,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sarah Menescal,
Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses.
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.