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 Monaco and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
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 Cal Tjader to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Smog. All the underground hits.
All the Germs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Slave record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Babytalk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Von Mondo,
Shoche,
The Cowsills,
The Trojans,
The Human League,
Juan Atkins,
Icehouse,
Bizarre Inc.,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Slackers,
LL Cool J,
Sam Rivers,
Excepter,
Joe Smooth,
Tres Demented,
Zapp,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Soul Sonic Force,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Nas,
Soft Machine,
Nik Kershaw,
Tomorrow,
The Sisters of Mercy,
X-102,
Rhythm & Sound,
Todd Terry,
Minny Pops,
The Grass Roots,
The Five Americans,
Big Daddy Kane,
Clear Light,
The Toasters,
Model 500,
The Happenings,
The Red Krayola,
Mr. Review,
Television Personalities,
Fatback Band,
CMW,
DJ Style,
Flamin' Groovies,
EPMD,
Avey Tare,
The Cure,
The Music Machine,
Parry Music,
Mars,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Aaron Thompson,
Bobby Byrd,
Joy Division,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Techniques,
Curtis Mayfield,
Mary Jane Girls,
Robert Görl,
Technova,
Letta Mbulu,
Goldenarms,
JFA,
Marshall Jefferson,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Minor Threat, Minor Threat, Minor Threat, Minor Threat.
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.