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 Brunei and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 marimba 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 Crime to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 James White and The Blacks. All the underground hits.
All One Last Wish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pole record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s 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 The Doobie Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Byron Stingily,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Brass Construction,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Simply Red,
John Lydon,
Oblivians,
Delta 5,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Big Daddy Kane,
Deakin,
Thee Headcoats,
Black Flag,
Hashim,
Kurtis Blow,
Ossler,
Nas,
The Victims,
James White and The Blacks,
The Buckinghams,
Icehouse,
Albert Ayler,
Moss Icon,
The Fuzztones,
Crash Course in Science,
the Swans,
Porter Ricks,
Fluxion,
Ken Boothe,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
John Coltrane,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Index,
Erykah Badu,
The Associates,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Robert Görl,
The Dead C,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Sound,
Lebanon Hanover,
Pere Ubu,
Freddie Wadling,
Gregory Isaacs,
Faust,
Ronnie Foster,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Amon Düül,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Spandau Ballet,
Letta Mbulu,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Five Americans,
The Skatalites,
Sun City Girls,
Carl Craig,
Alphaville,
The Shadows of Knight,
Crime,
Marmalade,
Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front.
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.