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 Jordan 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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 EPMD to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Lalo Schifrin. All the underground hits.
All Urselle tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unwound 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Age Steppers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Doobie Brothers,
Unrelated Segments,
Danielle Patucci,
Eve St. Jones,
Robert Wyatt,
Fad Gadget,
ABC,
The Young Rascals,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Rhythm & Sound,
Shuggie Otis,
Can,
DJ Style,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Last Poets,
Ken Boothe,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Quadrant,
Albert Ayler,
Don Cherry,
Ultravox,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Spoonie Gee,
Roger Hodgson,
Jacob Miller,
The Offenders,
Wolf Eyes,
Pagans,
Darondo,
E-Dancer,
John Holt,
Cymande,
Carl Craig,
Ralphi Rosario,
DJ Sneak,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Khruangbin,
AZ,
Pole,
New Age Steppers,
Saccharine Trust,
Swans,
The Move,
The Velvet Underground,
Joensuu 1685,
Glambeats Corp.,
This Heat,
The Motions,
Second Layer,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Minnie Riperton,
Nico,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Golliwogs,
Tim Buckley,
Eric Copeland,
Jesper Dahlback,
cv313,
Television Personalities,
a-ha,
Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger.
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.