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 Palau and from Mumbai.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 arpeggiator 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 Talk Talk to the dance 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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))). All the underground hits.
All The Dirtbombs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 10cc record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Essential Logic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Sixth Finger,
Severed Heads,
Animal Collective,
Con Funk Shun,
Electric Prunes,
Kas Product,
The Mummies,
Marvin Gaye,
Cluster,
Minny Pops,
Fluxion,
Black Moon,
Hashim,
Cybotron,
MC5,
Neu!,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Evens,
Bush Tetras,
The Slackers,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Girls At Our Best!,
Nation of Ulysses,
Kevin Saunderson,
Babytalk,
Maurizio,
Don Cherry,
The Last Poets,
Spandau Ballet,
OOIOO,
Ralphi Rosario,
Judy Mowatt,
Unrelated Segments,
Marcia Griffiths,
Peter and Kerry,
a-ha,
World's Most,
Quadrant,
Eurythmics,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Andrew Hill,
John Foxx,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Black Dice,
Faraquet,
Big Daddy Kane,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Wolf Eyes,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Henry Cow,
Bill Near,
Neil Young,
The Moody Blues,
Ten City,
the Sonics,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
the Association,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bauhaus,
Carl Craig, Carl Craig, Carl Craig, Carl Craig.
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.