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 Mauritania and from Hong Kong.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Sao Paulo.
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 arpeggiator 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 Matthew Halsall to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Busters. All the underground hits.
All the Association tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rakim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brand Nubian record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lebanon Hanover,
Ralphi Rosario,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Porter Ricks,
Junior Murvin,
Gang Gang Dance,
Au Pairs,
Kenny Larkin,
Roger Hodgson,
Danielle Patucci,
The Five Americans,
The Slackers,
Sällskapet,
Boogie Down Productions,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Move,
The Doors,
The Fugs,
Cymande,
Rotary Connection,
Girls At Our Best!,
Dave Gahan,
The Victims,
Michelle Simonal,
Echospace,
cv313,
Lalo Schifrin,
New York Dolls,
Gregory Isaacs,
Agent Orange,
Masters at Work,
The Residents,
Hardrive,
The Motions,
Cecil Taylor,
Youth Brigade,
The Dave Clark Five,
Black Bananas,
John Holt,
Severed Heads,
Gastr Del Sol,
Steve Hackett,
John Coltrane,
Flamin' Groovies,
Lightning Bolt,
Alice Coltrane,
Derrick Morgan,
Spoonie Gee,
Mars,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
David Bowie,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Panda Bear,
The Dead C,
Man Eating Sloth,
Ornette Coleman,
The Blackbyrds,
Television,
DJ Style,
The Names,
Aswad,
World's Most, World's Most, World's Most, World's Most.
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.