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 Turkey and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 808 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Suicide. All the underground hits.
All Animal Collective tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Au Pairs,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
James White and The Blacks,
The Fortunes,
John Lydon,
Second Layer,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Joe Finger,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Wake,
Aaron Thompson,
Big Daddy Kane,
CMW,
Skaos,
The Five Americans,
Patti Smith,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Sonics,
Newcleus,
Graham Central Station,
Colin Newman,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Ice-T,
Lalo Schifrin,
Masters at Work,
the Sonics,
U.S. Maple,
H. Thieme,
Jeff Mills,
X-102,
Dawn Penn,
The Real Kids,
UT,
Country Teasers,
Marc Almond,
The Alarm Clocks,
Fear,
Drexciya,
Maleditus Sound,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Birthday Party,
Fat Boys,
The Mojo Men,
Archie Shepp,
Ossler,
Rhythm & Sound,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Music Machine,
Gerry Rafferty,
Cheater Slicks,
The Zeros,
Alice Coltrane,
Eden Ahbez,
John Foxx,
Warsaw,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Brass Construction,
Audionom, Audionom, Audionom, Audionom.
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.