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 Panama and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Spokane.
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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the güiro 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 Roy Ayers Ubiquity to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Hashim. All the underground hits.
All Slick Rick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alton Ellis 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a mellotron 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 rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Selector Dub Narcotic,
David Axelrod,
Silicon Teens,
One Last Wish,
Prince Buster,
The Index,
The Fuzztones,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Joyce Sims,
Josef K,
Underground Resistance,
Panda Bear,
Tres Demented,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Black Sheep,
The Kinks,
Albert Ayler,
Television,
the Soft Cell,
The Mojo Men,
Flamin' Groovies,
Little Man,
Pylon,
Gang Gang Dance,
Hot Snakes,
Fad Gadget,
The Red Krayola,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Bronski Beat,
Oneida,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Bush Tetras,
Eric Copeland,
Johnny Osbourne,
Soft Cell,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Monks,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Charles Mingus,
Minor Threat,
The Monochrome Set,
Sugar Minott,
Flipper,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pantytec,
Guru Guru,
The Slits,
Loose Ends,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Ossler,
the Swans,
The Angels of Light,
Anthony Braxton,
Sixth Finger,
Jerry's Kids,
Throbbing Gristle,
Franke,
Radiopuhelimet,
Blake Baxter,
Pussy Galore,
Erasure,
Pagans,
Yaz, Yaz, Yaz, Yaz.
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.