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 Latvia and from Philadelphia.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Bremen.
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 organ 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 Roxy Music to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 EPMD. All the underground hits.
All Sunsets and Hearts tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Andrew Hill 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Urselle record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ituana,
Davy DMX,
Suburban Knight,
Neil Young,
The Mojo Men,
Nik Kershaw,
Rakim,
KRS-One,
Basic Channel,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Absolute Body Control,
Pagans,
The Tremeloes,
The Beau Brummels,
CMW,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Agent Orange,
Slick Rick,
Albert Ayler,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Divine Comedy,
Marc Almond,
Youth Brigade,
Depeche Mode,
Duran Duran,
The Buckinghams,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Searchers,
The Blackbyrds,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Dennis Brown,
Bluetip,
the Fania All-Stars,
Pantytec,
Lower 48,
Surgeon,
Rekid,
Gastr Del Sol,
Spoonie Gee,
A Certain Ratio,
the Human League,
Deadbeat,
Black Sheep,
Terry Callier,
Piero Umiliani,
Tubeway Army,
Heaven 17,
the Normal,
Joey Negro,
Lakeside,
The Detroit Cobras,
Joe Finger,
The Residents,
Babytalk,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Loose Ends,
EPMD,
Das Ding,
Blake Baxter,
Altered Images,
Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose.
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.