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 Singapore and from Winnipeg.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes 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 The Searchers to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Model 500. All the underground hits.
All Q65 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every This Heat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wolf Eyes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Newcleus,
Jeru the Damaja,
Danielle Patucci,
FM Einheit,
Bootsy Collins,
The Index,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Interpol,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Das Ding,
Derrick Morgan,
Funky Four + One,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Radiopuhelimet,
Negative Approach,
Leonard Cohen,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Mad Mike,
Gang of Four,
Marmalade,
The Litter,
This Heat,
Minor Threat,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Grey Daturas,
B.T. Express,
Grauzone,
The Smiths,
Soul Sonic Force,
Cybotron,
The Motions,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Real Kids,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Eric Copeland,
Quadrant,
Gang Starr,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Liliput,
Can,
The Five Americans,
Reuben Wilson,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sexual Harrassment,
Aural Exciters,
Pere Ubu,
Donny Hathaway,
Ituana,
Eden Ahbez,
Audionom,
Bob Dylan,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Soft Machine,
Arab on Radar,
Amazonics,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Pet Shop Boys,
New York Dolls,
Accadde A,
Spandau Ballet,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.