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 Algeria and from Portland.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Harmonia. All the underground hits.
All EPMD tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Louis and Bebe Barron 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Main Source record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Evens,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Groovy Waters,
Susan Cadogan,
Derrick May,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Kaleidoscope,
Joy Division,
The Fall,
Aswad,
Graham Central Station,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Invisible,
Unrelated Segments,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Blake Baxter,
Todd Rundgren,
the Human League,
Radiohead,
The Kinks,
Bobby Byrd,
Soft Machine,
Moss Icon,
the Slits,
Skaos,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Grass Roots,
8 Eyed Spy,
Marmalade,
Peter & Gordon,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Fela Kuti,
Deadbeat,
Pharoah Sanders,
Cheater Slicks,
Alphaville,
The Techniques,
Rhythm & Sound,
Leonard Cohen,
Barbara Tucker,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Monks,
Mary Jane Girls,
Rakim,
Roger Hodgson,
The New Christs,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Robert Wyatt,
Wire,
Alice Coltrane,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Lebanon Hanover,
James White and The Blacks,
Sister Nancy,
Bobby Womack,
Kayak,
Magma,
Roy Ayers,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
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.