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 Portugal and from Columbus.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Royal Family And The Poor. All the underground hits.
All Ten City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arthur Verocai record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 a harpsichord and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tres Demented record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Danielle Patucci,
Joyce Sims,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Slick Rick,
Cybotron,
Nico,
Supertramp,
Blancmange,
Rapeman,
UT,
Lakeside,
DJ Style,
The American Breed,
Ice-T,
Patti Smith,
Tommy Roe,
Oneida,
The Gladiators,
The Gap Band,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Arcadia,
Banda Bassotti,
Kool Moe Dee,
Ohio Players,
ABBA,
Matthew Bourne,
In Retrospect,
Laurel Aitken,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
8 Eyed Spy,
Harry Pussy,
Silicon Teens,
Echospace,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Arthur Verocai,
Excepter,
Sandy B,
Q and Not U,
Ituana,
Los Fastidios,
The Busters,
Index,
Lalo Schifrin,
L. Decosne,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Sight & Sound,
Tres Demented,
Scratch Acid,
Moebius,
Saccharine Trust,
Connie Case,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Loose Ends,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Warsaw,
Infiniti,
Fluxion,
Joe Finger,
Moss Icon,
Lou Reed,
Big Daddy Kane,
Pere Ubu, Pere Ubu, Pere Ubu, Pere Ubu.
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.