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 Vanuatu and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Fire Engines to the dance 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 Los Fastidios. All the underground hits.
All Pole tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sight & Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a OOIOO record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Blackbyrds,
Pharoah Sanders,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Minny Pops,
Sixth Finger,
Dennis Brown,
A Flock of Seagulls,
John Coltrane,
Thee Headcoats,
Camberwell Now,
Inner City,
Skaos,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Barclay James Harvest,
Funkadelic,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Parry Music,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Angels of Light,
Brass Construction,
The Move,
Urselle,
Angry Samoans,
New Order,
Faust,
Bobby Byrd,
Ronnie Foster,
Kenny Larkin,
Cymande,
Donny Hathaway,
Symarip,
Arab on Radar,
Hoover,
Q and Not U,
EPMD,
The Modern Lovers,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Laurel Aitken,
Sandy B,
MC5,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Technova,
Organ,
Radiopuhelimet,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Crooked Eye,
Bronski Beat,
Accadde A,
One Last Wish,
Newcleus,
The Tremeloes,
Theoretical Girls,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Popol Vuh,
Blossom Toes,
Cameo,
Wolf Eyes,
Amazonics,
Robert Hood,
Maleditus Sound,
Scrapy,
Fugazi,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band.
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.