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 Tonga and from Glasgow.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Jeru the Damaja to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Skarface. All the underground hits.
All Robert Görl tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rotary Connection record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rekid record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lungfish,
Funkadelic,
Junior Murvin,
Cybotron,
Vainqueur,
The Fire Engines,
Man Parrish,
One Last Wish,
Underground Resistance,
Ohio Players,
Rhythm & Sound,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Morten Harket,
Parry Music,
The Moleskins,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Cymande,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Aloha Tigers,
Bad Manners,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Move,
Stiv Bators,
The Grass Roots,
Flash Fearless,
The Golliwogs,
The Litter,
Skarface,
Laurel Aitken,
Second Layer,
Tom Boy,
The American Breed,
Marine Girls,
Susan Cadogan,
the Germs,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
F. McDonald,
Matthew Halsall,
Sugar Minott,
Archie Shepp,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Monks,
Fatback Band,
Letta Mbulu,
Oblivians,
Jimmy McGriff,
Fugazi,
Supertramp,
Isaac Hayes,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Section 25,
Moebius,
Charles Mingus,
Gerry Rafferty,
Intrusion,
B.T. Express,
Peter & Gordon,
Lyres,
Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol.
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.