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 Niger and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Barbara Tucker to the jazz 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 Bobbi Humphrey. All the underground hits.
All Marshall Jefferson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Litter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Birthday Party,
Ituana,
Pylon,
Todd Terry,
Goldenarms,
Groovy Waters,
Scratch Acid,
Main Source,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Martian,
Black Moon,
John Foxx,
Michelle Simonal,
Fela Kuti,
Pantaleimon,
Yusef Lateef,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Mad Mike,
The Divine Comedy,
Jacob Miller,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Tomorrow,
Crispian St. Peters,
Ultravox,
Dawn Penn,
Donny Hathaway,
Quantec,
Lyres,
Cheater Slicks,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Duran Duran,
The Misunderstood,
Chrome,
Sam Rivers,
Marmalade,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Deepchord,
Arthur Verocai,
Franke,
Scientists,
Godley & Creme,
Johnny Osbourne,
Masters at Work,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Whodini,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
E-Dancer,
Nico,
Neil Young,
Laurel Aitken,
MC5,
Bauhaus,
Cymande,
Moebius,
Joe Smooth,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Suicide,
CMW,
Au Pairs,
L. Decosne,
Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish.
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.