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 Australia and from Mumbai.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Newcleus to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Anthony Braxton. All the underground hits.
All Slick Rick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skriet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kerrie Biddell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cymande,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Eric Dolphy,
Hoover,
Camberwell Now,
The Evens,
Reuben Wilson,
Barrington Levy,
Intrusion,
Sonny Sharrock,
Silicon Teens,
Stereo Dub,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
T.S.O.L.,
Junior Murvin,
Harpers Bizarre,
LL Cool J,
Altered Images,
Gong,
Surgeon,
Joy Division,
Soulsonic Force,
Jandek,
Symarip,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Joe Smooth,
Index,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Davy DMX,
The Knickerbockers,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Kool Moe Dee,
Flamin' Groovies,
Qualms,
Skriet,
Nick Fraelich,
Anakelly,
Faraquet,
Kerrie Biddell,
Public Image Ltd.,
Josef K,
Pussy Galore,
Freddie Wadling,
The Skatalites,
Funkadelic,
Prince Buster,
K-Klass,
L. Decosne,
The American Breed,
8 Eyed Spy,
Funky Four + One,
The Detroit Cobras,
Boogie Down Productions,
Brass Construction,
Thompson Twins,
Oneida,
The Mighty Diamonds,
EPMD, EPMD, EPMD, EPMD.
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.