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 Tunisia 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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 güiro 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 R.M.O. to the rock 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 Bobbi Humphrey. All the underground hits.
All Bootsy Collins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Reuben Wilson 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pharoah Sanders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Unrelated Segments,
Sugar Minott,
Symarip,
Scientists,
Jacques Brel,
The Slits,
Adolescents,
Rites of Spring,
Avey Tare,
June Days,
Sister Nancy,
The Buckinghams,
Derrick Morgan,
Soulsonic Force,
Deakin,
Johnny Osbourne,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Surgeon,
The Alarm Clocks,
Brass Construction,
Marine Girls,
The Techniques,
Curtis Mayfield,
Heaven 17,
Parry Music,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lebanon Hanover,
Lightning Bolt,
It's A Beautiful Day,
kango's stein massive,
Deadbeat,
Au Pairs,
Pharoah Sanders,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Shuggie Otis,
OOIOO,
cv313,
Colin Newman,
The Remains,
Sparks,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
DNA,
Lindisfarne,
Fat Boys,
Unwound,
Maurizio,
Make Up,
Godley & Creme,
Brothers Johnson,
The Vogues,
The Searchers,
Outsiders,
Intrusion,
The Moleskins,
Electric Prunes,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Velvet Underground,
Moebius,
The Raincoats,
Camberwell Now,
Hasil Adkins,
L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne.
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.