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 Tuvalu and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 organ 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 10cc to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Banda Bassotti. All the underground hits.
All Rahsaan Roland Kirk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aaron Thompson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skarface,
Funky Four + One,
Faust,
The Sonics,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Blues Magoos,
Vainqueur,
Scott Walker,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Mars,
Vladislav Delay,
Gang Green,
Zero Boys,
Hasil Adkins,
Rod Modell,
Nick Fraelich,
Simply Red,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Fuzztones,
Icehouse,
Aaron Thompson,
Man Parrish,
Groovy Waters,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Japan,
Soul Sonic Force,
Freddie Wadling,
Rakim,
CMW,
Hashim,
Massinfluence,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Roy Ayers,
Don Cherry,
L. Decosne,
Be Bop Deluxe,
John Foxx,
Judy Mowatt,
Gang Starr,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Gerry Rafferty,
Pulsallama,
Neu!,
Cal Tjader,
Toni Rubio,
Quadrant,
Easy Going,
Wally Richardson,
Motorama,
Depeche Mode,
The Fall,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Red Krayola,
Deepchord,
Schoolly D,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Fire Engines,
The Residents,
Jacob Miller,
X-102,
Lakeside,
Smog,
48th St. Collective,
The Black Dice, The Black Dice, The Black Dice, The Black Dice.
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.