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 Sri Lanka and from Salvador.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the 808 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 Bobbi Humphrey to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Alison Limerick. All the underground hits.
All The Five Americans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pet Shop Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gories record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang of Four,
Ultra Naté,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Subhumans,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Country Teasers,
The United States of America,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Pretty Things,
Black Flag,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Joyce Sims,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Erykah Badu,
The Fortunes,
Animal Collective,
Roy Ayers,
Soul II Soul,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Scott Walker,
The Cowsills,
The Five Americans,
Faraquet,
Delon & Dalcan,
Laurel Aitken,
The Kinks,
Prince Buster,
The Martian,
K-Klass,
Lyres,
Marine Girls,
Pulsallama,
The Dead C,
Throbbing Gristle,
Half Japanese,
Wasted Youth,
Japan,
Gastr Del Sol,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
H. Thieme,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Outsiders,
Brick,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Ken Boothe,
Big Daddy Kane,
Sällskapet,
Yaz,
Josef K,
Oblivians,
Stereo Dub,
Minor Threat,
The Standells,
Wings,
DJ Style,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Gichy Dan,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Royal Trux,
Zero Boys,
Tomorrow, Tomorrow, Tomorrow, Tomorrow.
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.