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 Portugal and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Bootsy's Rubber Band to the electroclash 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 The Mojo Men tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moby Grape 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 clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cameo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
OOIOO,
The Doors,
The Associates,
R.M.O.,
Jerry's Kids,
The Residents,
Kurtis Blow,
The Dead C,
Derrick Morgan,
Lungfish,
Soulsonic Force,
Stereo Dub,
Mark Hollis,
New Order,
Funkadelic,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Amazonics,
Joe Finger,
Pylon,
Dead Boys,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Roxette,
Television,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
the Germs,
FM Einheit,
The Mojo Men,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Chrome,
Dawn Penn,
The Happenings,
Gang Starr,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Crime,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Walker Brothers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Motions,
Funky Four + One,
The Move,
Erykah Badu,
Donald Byrd,
Gong,
The Dave Clark Five,
Visage,
Nas,
Jacob Miller,
A Certain Ratio,
Bauhaus,
Man Parrish,
Talk Talk,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Audionom,
Shoche,
Hashim,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Subhumans,
Barclay James Harvest,
Young Marble Giants,
Dark Day,
Motorama,
Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth.
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.