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 Chad and from Lyon.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the marimba 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 Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud to the disco 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 Eurythmics. All the underground hits.
All Underground Resistance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cymande record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Frankie Knuckles,
Essential Logic,
Scrapy,
Flash Fearless,
Pussy Galore,
The Barracudas,
Circle Jerks,
Monolake,
Unrelated Segments,
Nils Olav,
These Immortal Souls,
Agent Orange,
The Real Kids,
Erykah Badu,
Barclay James Harvest,
Ultimate Spinach,
Connie Case,
The Birthday Party,
The Toasters,
Dead Boys,
The Invisible,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Juan Atkins,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Motions,
John Holt,
Von Mondo,
Country Teasers,
The Slackers,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Happenings,
Index,
Harmonia,
The Saints,
Pulsallama,
the Fania All-Stars,
Newcleus,
Accadde A,
The Velvet Underground,
The Kinks,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Loose Ends,
Harry Pussy,
Can,
Letta Mbulu,
Jacob Miller,
Half Japanese,
Fatback Band,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Skarface,
Arcadia,
Bobby Womack,
Pere Ubu,
Animal Collective,
Main Source,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Average White Band,
The Trojans,
Ken Boothe,
The Cowsills, The Cowsills, The Cowsills, The Cowsills.
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.