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 Liberia and from Tehran.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Milan.
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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Severed Heads. All the underground hits.
All Barrington Levy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Massinfluence 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Archie Shepp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pierre Henry,
Marine Girls,
China Crisis,
Soul II Soul,
Skarface,
Neu!,
Stetsasonic,
Johnny Clarke,
Trumans Water,
The Monks,
Pussy Galore,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Roxy Music,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Smoke,
John Lydon,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Wake,
Tim Buckley,
Cybotron,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Grauzone,
Agitation Free,
the Normal,
Talk Talk,
Malaria!,
Dorothy Ashby,
Donald Byrd,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ossler,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Bill Near,
Model 500,
Brass Construction,
Youth Brigade,
Lalo Schifrin,
Interpol,
Aloha Tigers,
Niagra,
Minny Pops,
Eric B and Rakim,
Tomorrow,
Lower 48,
In Retrospect,
Kerrie Biddell,
Prince Buster,
Tropical Tobacco,
the Sonics,
David Axelrod,
Lalann,
Shoche,
AZ,
Anthony Braxton,
Half Japanese,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
the Slits,
Bootsy Collins,
the Germs,
The Tremeloes,
Charles Mingus,
Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants.
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.