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 Honduras and from Jakarta.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare 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 Nico to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Magma. All the underground hits.
All Juan Atkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Main Source record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Con Funk Shun record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
cv313,
Shuggie Otis,
Unwound,
the Association,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Skarface,
Bronski Beat,
Harpers Bizarre,
Kaleidoscope,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Cheater Slicks,
Big Daddy Kane,
Bill Near,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Jacob Miller,
Dave Gahan,
Procol Harum,
Flamin' Groovies,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Chris & Cosey,
Oneida,
Avey Tare,
Cluster,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Alison Limerick,
Los Fastidios,
The Gun Club,
Roger Hodgson,
Yusef Lateef,
Rufus Thomas,
Brand Nubian,
Mars,
Darondo,
The Leaves,
Urselle,
Echospace,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Josef K,
The Skatalites,
Eurythmics,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Monks,
The Mojo Men,
Terry Callier,
Alton Ellis,
Bobby Womack,
Duran Duran,
Kayak,
The Cure,
Malaria!,
Howard Jones,
The Selecter,
Jerry's Kids,
Juan Atkins,
Pantaleimon,
Hashim,
Loose Ends,
Chrome,
Tom Boy,
Scan 7,
Scion, Scion, Scion, Scion.
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.