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 Jordan and from Edmonton.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Index to the techno 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 Soul Sonic Force. All the underground hits.
All Warren Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pantytec record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythm & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joensuu 1685,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Todd Rundgren,
Dual Sessions,
Slick Rick,
X-102,
Darondo,
Reagan Youth,
Grauzone,
Kayak,
Mr. Review,
One Last Wish,
Girls At Our Best!,
Leonard Cohen,
Agent Orange,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sparks,
The Mojo Men,
Spandau Ballet,
Terry Callier,
The Velvet Underground,
Grandmaster Flash,
The New Christs,
Jerry's Kids,
Barrington Levy,
The Last Poets,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Sound Behaviour,
Delon & Dalcan,
Main Source,
Agitation Free,
Tomorrow,
Joy Division,
Sonic Youth,
Crispian St. Peters,
Marcia Griffiths,
Cheater Slicks,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Desert Stars,
Joe Finger,
Harpers Bizarre,
Clear Light,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Eric B and Rakim,
Little Man,
Public Image Ltd.,
Tropical Tobacco,
Y Pants,
Kerrie Biddell,
Jeru the Damaja,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sarah Menescal,
The Litter,
Au Pairs,
Harry Pussy,
Matthew Halsall,
Smog,
Colin Newman,
Unrelated Segments,
Black Flag,
Bush Tetras,
D'Angelo,
Dennis Brown,
Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight.
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.