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 Slovakia and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the güiro 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 Vainqueur to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Nico. All the underground hits.
All Louis and Bebe Barron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gabor Szabo 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bootsy's Rubber Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Eve St. Jones,
Cabaret Voltaire,
the Slits,
The Tremeloes,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Swell Maps,
Ohio Players,
Groovy Waters,
The Birthday Party,
Joe Finger,
Eli Mardock,
Arab on Radar,
Deepchord,
Altered Images,
Gerry Rafferty,
Ponytail,
Iggy Pop,
New York Dolls,
Motorama,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Basic Channel,
Faraquet,
Pantytec,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Thee Headcoats,
The Walker Brothers,
Pylon,
Hashim,
Mantronix,
Country Teasers,
R.M.O.,
Nation of Ulysses,
Avey Tare,
Make Up,
Deakin,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Neu!,
Ice-T,
Robert Wyatt,
Sandy B,
Marvin Gaye,
A Certain Ratio,
The Techniques,
Chris & Cosey,
Prince Buster,
Jawbox,
10cc,
Ludus,
Unwound,
The Selecter,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Malaria!,
Q and Not U,
Lyres,
Toni Rubio,
Fort Wilson Riot,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Negative Approach,
Alton Ellis,
Underground Resistance,
Section 25, Section 25, Section 25, Section 25.
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.