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 the UAE and from Johannesburg.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Freddie Wadling to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 X-102. All the underground hits.
All Mantronix tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dead Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Sherman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Normal,
The Modern Lovers,
Lebanon Hanover,
MC5,
Lower 48,
Section 25,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Joey Negro,
The Walker Brothers,
Avey Tare,
Yusef Lateef,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Minutemen,
Hashim,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Groovy Waters,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
T. Rex,
DNA,
Swans,
Davy DMX,
Subhumans,
Crooked Eye,
These Immortal Souls,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Soul Sonic Force,
Idris Muhammad,
Model 500,
Easy Going,
Delon & Dalcan,
Bronski Beat,
The Raincoats,
Bill Near,
Trumans Water,
Gang Starr,
Todd Terry,
Spandau Ballet,
Jawbox,
The Litter,
Colin Newman,
Jerry's Kids,
Little Man,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Iggy Pop,
Pet Shop Boys,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Donald Byrd,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pantytec,
Depeche Mode,
The Skatalites,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Pierre Henry,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Derrick Morgan,
The Slackers,
La Düsseldorf,
New Age Steppers,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Skaos,
Wally Richardson, Wally Richardson, Wally Richardson, Wally Richardson.
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.