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 Fiji and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Nils Olav. All the underground hits.
All Unrelated Segments tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lyres record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris Corsano,
Whodini,
Stiv Bators,
Ponytail,
The Birthday Party,
Toni Rubio,
Oblivians,
Essential Logic,
Cluster,
The Happenings,
Trumans Water,
Inner City,
Bobby Womack,
Glambeats Corp.,
Josef K,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Jeff Mills,
Average White Band,
Sonic Youth,
The Fortunes,
Deakin,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Rhythm & Sound,
The American Breed,
Crash Course in Science,
Delta 5,
OOIOO,
Gabor Szabo,
Sällskapet,
Camberwell Now,
Guru Guru,
Ronnie Foster,
The Trojans,
The Doobie Brothers,
Roxy Music,
Can,
Wire,
Pussy Galore,
Basic Channel,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Rites of Spring,
Saccharine Trust,
Masters at Work,
8 Eyed Spy,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Animal Collective,
Hot Snakes,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Mr. Review,
ABBA,
Tres Demented,
Junior Murvin,
Magazine,
Second Layer,
Scion,
Cybotron,
Harmonia,
Dual Sessions,
The Gories,
Simply Red, Simply Red, Simply Red, Simply Red.
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.