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 Cape Verde and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Deepchord to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Sparks. All the underground hits.
All Monks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nick Fraelich record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gap Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Index,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Circle Jerks,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
X-102,
Public Image Ltd.,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Bill Wells,
Pylon,
Fugazi,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Marine Girls,
Gang Gang Dance,
Derrick May,
Nils Olav,
Cymande,
Robert Hood,
Thee Headcoats,
The Techniques,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Man Parrish,
The Moleskins,
DJ Style,
Alphaville,
Blancmange,
DJ Sneak,
Duran Duran,
Nick Fraelich,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Mantronix,
Junior Murvin,
The Vogues,
The Human League,
Cheater Slicks,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Drive Like Jehu,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Andrew Hill,
T.S.O.L.,
Icehouse,
Sun Ra,
Moby Grape,
Zero Boys,
London Community Gospel Choir,
the Slits,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Dead Boys,
Sandy B,
Lyres,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Evens,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Motorama,
Moebius,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Kurtis Blow,
Interpol,
The Standells,
The Golliwogs,
Soulsonic Force,
Youth Brigade,
Bluetip, Bluetip, Bluetip, Bluetip.
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.