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 Germany and from Manchester.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the organ 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 Hashim 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 The Cosmic Jokers. All the underground hits.
All Public Enemy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang of Four record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New York Dolls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Camberwell Now,
The Victims,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Grey Daturas,
Lakeside,
Joyce Sims,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Tremeloes,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Flipper,
Glambeats Corp.,
Minutemen,
Aural Exciters,
Graham Central Station,
Niagra,
The Mummies,
Procol Harum,
The Names,
Eden Ahbez,
Sugar Minott,
Marmalade,
Jeff Mills,
Connie Case,
Soft Cell,
Gregory Isaacs,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Todd Rundgren,
The Cowsills,
Rotary Connection,
Hasil Adkins,
Girls At Our Best!,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Electric Prunes,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Mark Hollis,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Pylon,
Sonic Youth,
Judy Mowatt,
T. Rex,
Kas Product,
Wasted Youth,
Franke,
Monks,
Visage,
The Zeros,
Urselle,
Bobby Sherman,
Television,
Darondo,
Make Up,
Angry Samoans,
KRS-One,
Scion,
OOIOO,
Skriet,
The Kinks,
Pantytec,
The New Christs,
The Slits,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan.
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.