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 Spain and from New York.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 mellotron 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 Liaisons Dangereuses to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Electric Light Orchestra. All the underground hits.
All The Misunderstood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gastr Del Sol record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Peanut Butter Conspiracy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
John Holt,
The Busters,
Yazoo,
Harry Pussy,
D'Angelo,
The Gap Band,
Rod Modell,
Jerry's Kids,
Visage,
Model 500,
Icehouse,
The Remains,
Crash Course in Science,
Scrapy,
Ludus,
The Sonics,
This Heat,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Fugazi,
Funky Four + One,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Minor Threat,
Electric Prunes,
Sällskapet,
La Düsseldorf,
Surgeon,
Mandrill,
Flash Fearless,
The Tremeloes,
Shoche,
The Mighty Diamonds,
CMW,
Black Sheep,
Pharoah Sanders,
Lindisfarne,
Brick,
Dennis Brown,
Jeru the Damaja,
Robert Hood,
Sarah Menescal,
Freddie Wadling,
Slave,
Kaleidoscope,
Minny Pops,
B.T. Express,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Hashim,
Anthony Braxton,
Eden Ahbez,
Yusef Lateef,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Mars,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Marmalade,
Quadrant,
Robert Wyatt,
Moebius,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese.
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.