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 Guyana and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 oboe 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 Guru Guru to the jazz 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 The Tremeloes. All the underground hits.
All Marshall Jefferson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vladislav Delay 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lonnie Liston Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Associates,
Marvin Gaye,
Mark Hollis,
One Last Wish,
Funky Four + One,
Wally Richardson,
Lakeside,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Ultra Naté,
Lucky Dragons,
X-Ray Spex,
Brick,
Jandek,
Boredoms,
Cecil Taylor,
Khruangbin,
Boogie Down Productions,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Excepter,
Bronski Beat,
Bootsy Collins,
AZ,
Moebius,
Section 25,
Royal Trux,
Dawn Penn,
Lungfish,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Q and Not U,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Donald Byrd,
Glambeats Corp.,
Make Up,
Althea and Donna,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Eurythmics,
Harpers Bizarre,
Vainqueur,
Pierre Henry,
The Move,
Girls At Our Best!,
Sister Nancy,
Aloha Tigers,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Zeros,
Spoonie Gee,
Rekid,
Nas,
The Pretty Things,
the Slits,
Vladislav Delay,
Joy Division,
The Star Department,
The Remains,
The Birthday Party,
The Raincoats,
Monks, Monks, Monks, Monks.
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.