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 Russia and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the güiro 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 Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Black Moon. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Sherman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Wake 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minny Pops record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lebanon Hanover,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Scan 7,
Minnie Riperton,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Searchers,
Albert Ayler,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Dirtbombs,
Boredoms,
Harry Pussy,
Dark Day,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
DJ Sneak,
Supertramp,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Lucky Dragons,
Electric Prunes,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Prince Buster,
Maurizio,
The Litter,
The Blues Magoos,
Essential Logic,
Crash Course in Science,
The Toasters,
Davy DMX,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Technova,
Main Source,
Yellowson,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The J.B.'s,
Derrick May,
Brothers Johnson,
Barry Ungar,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Bronski Beat,
Unrelated Segments,
The Fall,
Gil Scott Heron,
Kerri Chandler,
James White and The Blacks,
Blancmange,
D'Angelo,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Moleskins,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Ralphi Rosario,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Ultra Naté,
The Skatalites,
Livin' Joy,
Crime,
World's Most,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Michelle Simonal,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Wasted Youth,
Vladislav Delay,
Scratch Acid,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Gap Band,
Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo XX.
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.