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 Thailand and from Toronto.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 oboe 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 Kurtis Blow to the punk 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 Rhythim Is Rhythim. All the underground hits.
All Hoover tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Altered Images 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a a-ha record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Electric Prunes,
The Durutti Column,
Skaos,
H. Thieme,
Colin Newman,
Drexciya,
Letta Mbulu,
Throbbing Gristle,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Seeds,
Smog,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ponytail,
Flipper,
Japan,
Schoolly D,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Aloha Tigers,
Deepchord,
Depeche Mode,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Yellowson,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Derrick Morgan,
Lakeside,
Visage,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Amazonics,
The Red Krayola,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Boogie Down Productions,
Peter & Gordon,
The Invisible,
The Residents,
Clear Light,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Neu!,
Bronski Beat,
Groovy Waters,
Mantronix,
The Trojans,
Morten Harket,
Absolute Body Control,
DJ Sneak,
Rosa Yemen,
cv313,
Crooked Eye,
Sixth Finger,
Gang Gang Dance,
Unrelated Segments,
Black Pus,
Mandrill,
R.M.O.,
Hardrive,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Lower 48,
Bobby Sherman,
Flash Fearless,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Offenders,
Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller.
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.