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 Algeria and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Roy Ayers to the grime 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 Yaz. All the underground hits.
All Flash Fearless tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Essential Logic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 snare and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ronnie Foster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes 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 West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Ronnie Foster,
Josef K,
The Doors,
The Grass Roots,
Brick,
Curtis Mayfield,
Alphaville,
Matthew Bourne,
Eric B and Rakim,
Fear,
Eden Ahbez,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Half Japanese,
Eric Copeland,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Dirtbombs,
Bluetip,
Charles Mingus,
Sugar Minott,
The Leaves,
Kas Product,
Marshall Jefferson,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Nik Kershaw,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Agent Orange,
Chris Corsano,
Bronski Beat,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Sonics,
The Tremeloes,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Nirvana,
The Toasters,
Animal Collective,
Cal Tjader,
Nation of Ulysses,
Soulsonic Force,
Parry Music,
Ornette Coleman,
Derrick Morgan,
Joey Negro,
Wolf Eyes,
The Fall,
Popol Vuh,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Michelle Simonal,
Robert Wyatt,
The Motions,
Robert Hood,
Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band.
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.