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 Equatorial Guinea and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Young Rascals to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Minnie Riperton. All the underground hits.
All Technova tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ituana 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Techniques record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Sonic Youth,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Drive Like Jehu,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Popol Vuh,
DJ Style,
Ronan,
China Crisis,
June Days,
Fatback Band,
Swell Maps,
Eden Ahbez,
The Kinks,
Albert Ayler,
X-102,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Girls At Our Best!,
Roger Hodgson,
Hashim,
Q65,
Niagra,
Bob Dylan,
Arcadia,
Man Eating Sloth,
X-Ray Spex,
The Count Five,
Grandmaster Flash,
Kurtis Blow,
Warren Ellis,
Animal Collective,
Newcleus,
Hoover,
Janne Schatter,
Sixth Finger,
Minor Threat,
Bobby Womack,
Ultimate Spinach,
Slick Rick,
Stetsasonic,
Sam Rivers,
Scratch Acid,
Wire,
Avey Tare,
The Neon Judgement,
The Happenings,
Mark Hollis,
Sun City Girls,
Pantaleimon,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Loose Ends,
Kevin Saunderson,
Shoche,
Sister Nancy,
Aloha Tigers,
Jawbox,
The Pop Group,
Rhythm & Sound,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
the Bar-Kays,
The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones.
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.