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 Senegal and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 oboe 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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo to the electroclash 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 Ken Boothe. All the underground hits.
All Pharoah Sanders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a MDC record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Raincoats,
The Fortunes,
Yellowson,
Funky Four + One,
Saccharine Trust,
Japan,
Trumans Water,
Pagans,
Aloha Tigers,
Lightning Bolt,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ronnie Foster,
Echospace,
Sparks,
The Star Department,
Slave,
the Association,
the Fania All-Stars,
Rakim,
Roy Ayers,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Todd Terry,
E-Dancer,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Fall,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Dual Sessions,
The Searchers,
Ohio Players,
the Soft Cell,
Bush Tetras,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
China Crisis,
MDC,
The Barracudas,
Fat Boys,
Yusef Lateef,
Lucky Dragons,
Robert Hood,
Harmonia,
The Grass Roots,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Pierre Henry,
Delta 5,
Eric B and Rakim,
New Age Steppers,
Interpol,
The Invisible,
The United States of America,
Sandy B,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Tears for Fears,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Kayak,
Wings,
48th St. Collective,
Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force.
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.