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 Bahrain and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 synthesizer 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 Cameo to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 David Axelrod. All the underground hits.
All Hoover tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Faust record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Chocolate Watch Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pylon,
Nation of Ulysses,
DJ Sneak,
Second Layer,
The Happenings,
Eden Ahbez,
Black Moon,
Shoche,
Organ,
Dennis Brown,
Agitation Free,
Japan,
Boz Scaggs,
Henry Cow,
Easy Going,
Curtis Mayfield,
Bad Manners,
Joe Smooth,
Scion,
Siglo XX,
CMW,
The Kinks,
Derrick May,
Johnny Clarke,
Lyres,
Symarip,
Crispy Ambulance,
Frankie Knuckles,
Monolake,
Connie Case,
The Busters,
Con Funk Shun,
Sound Behaviour,
The Martian,
Chrome,
48th St. Collective,
Black Sheep,
the Human League,
David Axelrod,
Little Man,
Sällskapet,
The Doobie Brothers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Beau Brummels,
Ludus,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Associates,
The Motions,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Dave Clark Five,
Girls At Our Best!,
Bobby Byrd,
Metal Thangz,
The J.B.'s,
Aswad,
John Holt,
Joyce Sims,
Accadde A,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Young Marble Giants,
Bauhaus,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Slick Rick, Slick Rick, Slick Rick, Slick Rick.
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.