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 Turkmenistan and from Taipei.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Seeds to the grime 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 Mad Mike. All the underground hits.
All Pet Shop Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Funkadelic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun City Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barbara Tucker,
Bizarre Inc.,
Faust,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Tubeway Army,
Rites of Spring,
Basic Channel,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Robert Görl,
Rotary Connection,
Lalo Schifrin,
Subhumans,
the Slits,
The Red Krayola,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Nils Olav,
Massinfluence,
Nation of Ulysses,
Joensuu 1685,
The Zeros,
Monolake,
Brick,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Joe Finger,
Fluxion,
Lower 48,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Stooges,
FM Einheit,
Malaria!,
Bad Manners,
LL Cool J,
Janne Schatter,
Kas Product,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Angry Samoans,
The Count Five,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ice-T,
Pantytec,
Stockholm Monsters,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Von Mondo,
Jandek,
Groovy Waters,
The Blues Magoos,
Bang On A Can,
Metal Thangz,
Underground Resistance,
Camouflage,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Yaz,
Boz Scaggs,
The Moody Blues,
The Flesh Eaters,
Ronan,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Absolute Body Control,
The Raincoats,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Dawn Penn,
Nas, Nas, Nas, Nas.
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.