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 Mexico and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Banda Bassotti to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Kool Moe Dee. All the underground hits.
All Con Funk Shun tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MC5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 snare and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terror Squad Feat. Camron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul Sonic Force,
Hashim,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Television Personalities,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Organ,
Pulsallama,
La Düsseldorf,
New Order,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Television,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
June of 44,
Rapeman,
Bill Near,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Delon & Dalcan,
Suicide,
Donny Hathaway,
T. Rex,
Urselle,
Little Man,
Sun City Girls,
Bobby Sherman,
The Fire Engines,
Crooked Eye,
Roy Ayers,
CMW,
Hoover,
Morten Harket,
Babytalk,
Al Stewart,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Ultimate Spinach,
Mo-Dettes,
Cecil Taylor,
The Sonics,
Brothers Johnson,
Eli Mardock,
China Crisis,
the Human League,
Cheater Slicks,
The Alarm Clocks,
Althea and Donna,
The Motions,
Los Fastidios,
The Blackbyrds,
The Gladiators,
Flash Fearless,
Deakin,
Soulsonic Force,
Siglo XX,
Lucky Dragons,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Judy Mowatt,
Deadbeat,
Marcia Griffiths,
Amon Düül,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs.
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.