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 Haiti and from Houston.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Todd Terry to the punk 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 Altered Images. All the underground hits.
All The Sonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pere Ubu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 harpsichord and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Danielle Patucci record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ornette Coleman,
Index,
Reagan Youth,
The Alarm Clocks,
Scan 7,
DJ Style,
K-Klass,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Vainqueur,
Soul II Soul,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Main Source,
Susan Cadogan,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Jeff Lynne,
Moss Icon,
Whodini,
Kerrie Biddell,
Rapeman,
Negative Approach,
The Monochrome Set,
Panda Bear,
LL Cool J,
Scion,
Harmonia,
Skaos,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Adolescents,
The Busters,
Deadbeat,
Mary Jane Girls,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Buckinghams,
Ultra Naté,
Blake Baxter,
The Motions,
FM Einheit,
Maleditus Sound,
Jandek,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Mojo Men,
Derrick May,
Quantec,
Essential Logic,
Prince Buster,
The Happenings,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Technova,
Scratch Acid,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Modern Lovers,
Stiv Bators,
Monks,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Ralphi Rosario,
Underground Resistance,
Barrington Levy,
10cc,
Joey Negro,
Schoolly D,
Darondo,
kango's stein massive,
Carl Craig, Carl Craig, Carl Craig, Carl Craig.
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.