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 Zambia and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare 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 DJ Style to the jazz 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 Roy Ayers Ubiquity. All the underground hits.
All La Düsseldorf tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobbi Humphrey record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Smog record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Trumans Water,
Rapeman,
Pantytec,
Thee Headcoats,
Motorama,
Tom Boy,
Stereo Dub,
Radio Birdman,
The Dead C,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Sound,
EPMD,
Flash Fearless,
The Pretty Things,
Radiopuhelimet,
Blossom Toes,
Bootsy Collins,
Yaz,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Fear,
Theoretical Girls,
Howard Jones,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Brick,
Alison Limerick,
Nils Olav,
Audionom,
Spoonie Gee,
The Index,
John Foxx,
Eve St. Jones,
The Stooges,
Marcia Griffiths,
Tubeway Army,
Barry Ungar,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Marmalade,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Roy Ayers,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Judy Mowatt,
Ralphi Rosario,
Juan Atkins,
Sixth Finger,
Joensuu 1685,
Kurtis Blow,
Morten Harket,
Scott Walker,
Sandy B,
Skaos,
The Selecter,
Basic Channel,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Victims,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Gang Starr,
The Black Dice,
Panda Bear,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
FM Einheit,
Rotary Connection,
Procol Harum,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc..
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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.