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 Guinea-Bissau and from Tokyo.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 spring reverb 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 Japan 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 Public Enemy. All the underground hits.
All Groovy Waters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Toni Rubio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chrome record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gichy Dan,
Basic Channel,
These Immortal Souls,
Model 500,
Urselle,
Joyce Sims,
Glenn Branca,
Faust,
Kurtis Blow,
The Trojans,
The Knickerbockers,
The Victims,
Man Parrish,
KRS-One,
Eric B and Rakim,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Bronski Beat,
Nirvana,
Skriet,
Rekid,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Charles Mingus,
Funky Four + One,
Joey Negro,
Underground Resistance,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Scion,
Altered Images,
The Seeds,
The Doobie Brothers,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Moody Blues,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Fela Kuti,
Fat Boys,
Public Image Ltd.,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Monks,
Suburban Knight,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Cowsills,
Max Romeo,
Lee Hazlewood,
Maurizio,
the Association,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The J.B.'s,
The Skatalites,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Johnny Osbourne,
Amon Düül II,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Soft Machine,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Mars,
David McCallum,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Echospace,
Todd Terry,
Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken.
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.