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 London.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 snare 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 The Blackbyrds to the rap 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 Niagra. All the underground hits.
All Television Personalities tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June of 44 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a cv313 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Archie Shepp,
Skarface,
John Cale,
Yaz,
Pharoah Sanders,
Ludus,
Country Teasers,
Mandrill,
Hasil Adkins,
Sparks,
The Music Machine,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Das Ding,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Robert Wyatt,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Carl Craig,
R.M.O.,
Throbbing Gristle,
Zero Boys,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Velvet Underground,
Essential Logic,
Quantec,
FM Einheit,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Iggy Pop,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Modern Lovers,
Anakelly,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Visage,
Lightning Bolt,
Ten City,
The Monks,
Big Daddy Kane,
Darondo,
Wire,
Steve Hackett,
Black Sheep,
Chris & Cosey,
Alison Limerick,
Warren Ellis,
Fat Boys,
Rufus Thomas,
Slick Rick,
The Moody Blues,
Deadbeat,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Connie Case,
Nils Olav,
Organ,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Kurtis Blow,
The Techniques,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Section 25,
Crime,
MC5,
Curtis Mayfield,
Radiohead, Radiohead, Radiohead, Radiohead.
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.