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 Belgium and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 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 Von Mondo to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk. All the underground hits.
All Jeff Mills tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Soft Cell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter & Gordon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bluetip,
Banda Bassotti,
New Age Steppers,
Eurythmics,
Minny Pops,
Traffic Nightmare,
U.S. Maple,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Loose Ends,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Angry Samoans,
Vladislav Delay,
Guru Guru,
Pylon,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Pantaleimon,
Stetsasonic,
Flipper,
Rakim,
Gil Scott Heron,
X-Ray Spex,
Ralphi Rosario,
Andrew Hill,
Royal Trux,
Inner City,
Aloha Tigers,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bauhaus,
Brick,
The Cure,
Alton Ellis,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Severed Heads,
Anakelly,
Jacques Brel,
Mo-Dettes,
The Raincoats,
The Kinks,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Easy Going,
Graham Central Station,
Suicide,
Surgeon,
Y Pants,
The Fugs,
Warren Ellis,
Audionom,
Dave Gahan,
Urselle,
Josef K,
Lungfish,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Martian,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
CMW,
Boredoms,
The Sound,
Soul Sonic Force,
Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest.
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.