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 Marshall Islands and from Seoul.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Rod Modell to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Black Dice. All the underground hits.
All The Move tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kaleidoscope 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 harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Essential Logic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Axelrod,
Banda Bassotti,
Yusef Lateef,
The Cure,
Subhumans,
Mad Mike,
Dennis Brown,
Wolf Eyes,
EPMD,
June of 44,
The Residents,
Delon & Dalcan,
Pantaleimon,
Kerri Chandler,
Livin' Joy,
Sandy B,
Nik Kershaw,
Flamin' Groovies,
Rekid,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
James Chance & The Contortions,
A Certain Ratio,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Raincoats,
The Misunderstood,
The Moleskins,
Oblivians,
The Wake,
Curtis Mayfield,
Fad Gadget,
Jerry Gold Smith,
E-Dancer,
Lindisfarne,
Delta 5,
The Flesh Eaters,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Yazoo,
Chris & Cosey,
Trumans Water,
Scion,
Monks,
Marcia Griffiths,
8 Eyed Spy,
Fat Boys,
Sight & Sound,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Kas Product,
Lee Hazlewood,
Althea and Donna,
Grandmaster Flash,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Last Poets,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Tremeloes,
Aswad,
Derrick Morgan,
Davy DMX,
The Shadows of Knight,
Sonic Youth,
Procol Harum,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
David McCallum,
Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy.
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.