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 Belgium and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 oboe 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 DJ Sneak to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Peter and Kerry. All the underground hits.
All Gichy Dan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minnie Riperton 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a snare 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 guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
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,
The American Breed,
The Misunderstood,
Bad Manners,
Ultimate Spinach,
the Association,
Unrelated Segments,
Johnny Osbourne,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
June Days,
Sandy B,
FM Einheit,
Neu!,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Kerri Chandler,
Blancmange,
10cc,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Wire,
Outsiders,
Alton Ellis,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Ice-T,
Dark Day,
Minor Threat,
The Sound,
Darondo,
Scrapy,
The Velvet Underground,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Gerry Rafferty,
Eli Mardock,
Boredoms,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Andrew Hill,
The Gun Club,
Bronski Beat,
Excepter,
a-ha,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Livin' Joy,
Radio Birdman,
Black Flag,
Minnie Riperton,
Amon Düül,
The Saints,
X-102,
Zero Boys,
Arthur Verocai,
LL Cool J,
Gang Green,
New Order,
Supertramp,
The Smoke,
Q and Not U,
Johnny Clarke,
The Monochrome Set,
Agent Orange,
Mad Mike, Mad Mike, Mad Mike, Mad Mike.
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.