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 Guatemala 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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Clear Light to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Vainqueur. All the underground hits.
All Mad Mike tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dennis Brown record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick Morgan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gichy Dan,
Ultravox,
Guru Guru,
Erasure,
Spoonie Gee,
10cc,
Harpers Bizarre,
Mars,
Kenny Larkin,
The Durutti Column,
Can,
The American Breed,
FM Einheit,
The Pretty Things,
Black Flag,
The Gladiators,
The Vogues,
New Age Steppers,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Bauhaus,
Chrome,
Altered Images,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Todd Terry,
The Knickerbockers,
Cluster,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Glambeats Corp.,
Circle Jerks,
Black Bananas,
Stereo Dub,
Kurtis Blow,
Sonic Youth,
The Cramps,
Scott Walker,
Graham Central Station,
Maurizio,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Flesh Eaters,
H. Thieme,
The Sound,
Barrington Levy,
Yazoo,
Throbbing Gristle,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Jeff Lynne,
Unrelated Segments,
Stetsasonic,
Los Fastidios,
Lalo Schifrin,
Prince Buster,
The Barracudas,
Popol Vuh,
Quadrant,
Outsiders,
Nirvana,
Hasil Adkins,
Tres Demented,
Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe.
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.