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 Slovenia and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 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 the Bar-Kays to the grime 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 Raincoats. All the underground hits.
All Yaz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick Morgan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reuben Wilson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joensuu 1685,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Livin' Joy,
Dennis Brown,
Harpers Bizarre,
Fela Kuti,
Freddie Wadling,
Roxy Music,
Hashim,
Marine Girls,
Bizarre Inc.,
Big Daddy Kane,
X-Ray Spex,
Blancmange,
Byron Stingily,
Audionom,
The Standells,
Juan Atkins,
Franke,
Nik Kershaw,
The Red Krayola,
The Techniques,
Public Enemy,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Metal Thangz,
The Smoke,
The Stooges,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Alice Coltrane,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Crime,
MDC,
Thee Headcoats,
The Music Machine,
Barbara Tucker,
Kerri Chandler,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Cecil Taylor,
Ice-T,
Black Moon,
Easy Going,
Albert Ayler,
Boredoms,
Procol Harum,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Crash Course in Science,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Stereo Dub,
Buzzcocks,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Smiths,
Maleditus Sound,
Country Teasers,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Josef K,
New Order,
Frankie Knuckles,
Kenny Larkin,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Junior Murvin,
Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun.
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.