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 the UAE and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Bob Dylan to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Surgeon. All the underground hits.
All Janne Schatter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delta 5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Letta Mbulu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Joe Finger,
Soulsonic Force,
Lindisfarne,
Gil Scott Heron,
Danielle Patucci,
Michelle Simonal,
Donny Hathaway,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
F. McDonald,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Wake,
The Stooges,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bizarre Inc.,
Letta Mbulu,
Black Flag,
Dennis Brown,
Carl Craig,
Crooked Eye,
The Martian,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
One Last Wish,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Gang Gang Dance,
Intrusion,
Sam Rivers,
Lyres,
Ultra Naté,
Average White Band,
The Angels of Light,
Pulsallama,
Circle Jerks,
Bush Tetras,
The Motions,
Anthony Braxton,
The Blues Magoos,
Alphaville,
Guru Guru,
The Buckinghams,
Aloha Tigers,
the Soft Cell,
Yusef Lateef,
Unwound,
La Düsseldorf,
The Real Kids,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Misunderstood,
Mars,
Public Image Ltd.,
Tom Boy,
Peter and Kerry,
Model 500,
LL Cool J,
Von Mondo,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Quantec,
UT,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman.
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.