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 Poland and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 Madrid and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Bluetip to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 World's Most. All the underground hits.
All Gregory Isaacs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sam Rivers 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Niagra,
Angry Samoans,
Ludus,
Can,
AZ,
Oneida,
Flash Fearless,
Scion,
Little Man,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Jawbox,
Camberwell Now,
Groovy Waters,
H. Thieme,
the Swans,
The Techniques,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Count Five,
Audionom,
Yazoo,
DJ Style,
Nas,
Television,
X-101,
Brick,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Skatalites,
This Heat,
Bob Dylan,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
the Bar-Kays,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
the Human League,
Drexciya,
Carl Craig,
Mo-Dettes,
Todd Terry,
Matthew Halsall,
Quadrant,
Depeche Mode,
Jeru the Damaja,
Circle Jerks,
Public Image Ltd.,
Chris & Cosey,
Curtis Mayfield,
Flipper,
Brand Nubian,
Intrusion,
Cluster,
Darondo,
Ralphi Rosario,
Frankie Knuckles,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Joe Smooth,
Soul Sonic Force,
Hardrive,
Eric Copeland,
Man Parrish,
Con Funk Shun,
Scott Walker,
Bluetip,
Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case.
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.