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 Chile and from Lille.
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 Johannesburg and Manila.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Con Funk Shun to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Carl Craig. All the underground hits.
All Youth Brigade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hot Snakes 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 a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rosa Yemen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tropical Tobacco,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Bronski Beat,
Cymande,
Model 500,
the Human League,
Liliput,
Agitation Free,
Subhumans,
Wolf Eyes,
Derrick May,
Jeff Mills,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Jimmy McGriff,
Yusef Lateef,
Fatback Band,
Lou Reed,
Rakim,
Fear,
Tom Boy,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Selecter,
the Association,
Soulsonic Force,
Juan Atkins,
Ultravox,
The Velvet Underground,
the Normal,
Groovy Waters,
Scrapy,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
John Foxx,
Fad Gadget,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Anakelly,
Blake Baxter,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Talk Talk,
Qualms,
Half Japanese,
Althea and Donna,
Letta Mbulu,
Scott Walker,
Alice Coltrane,
Avey Tare,
Sister Nancy,
Wings,
Todd Terry,
The Mojo Men,
Carl Craig,
Slick Rick,
Josef K,
Chrome,
Graham Central Station,
Hashim,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon.
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.