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 Andorra and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Beijing.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Piero Umiliani to the rock 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 The Happenings. All the underground hits.
All Vaughan Mason & Crew tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Royal Family And The Poor record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Slits record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pharoah Sanders,
Bronski Beat,
Ornette Coleman,
Pantaleimon,
Todd Terry,
Hashim,
a-ha,
Ponytail,
Iggy Pop,
The Gun Club,
The Searchers,
Lou Christie,
Average White Band,
Wolf Eyes,
Gil Scott Heron,
Marvin Gaye,
John Holt,
K-Klass,
The Selecter,
Gastr Del Sol,
Josef K,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Young Rascals,
Black Pus,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Doors,
Eric Copeland,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Swell Maps,
The Litter,
Das Ding,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Motions,
The Divine Comedy,
DJ Sneak,
Yaz,
China Crisis,
The United States of America,
CMW,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Public Enemy,
Metal Thangz,
The Dave Clark Five,
Henry Cow,
Accadde A,
Pagans,
The Moody Blues,
Shoche,
the Normal,
The Walker Brothers,
Eve St. Jones,
Interpol,
Vladislav Delay,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Mojo Men,
Harpers Bizarre,
Al Stewart,
Fatback Band,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
D'Angelo,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Masters at Work,
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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.