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 Belarus and from Salvador.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Amazonics to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Ajijia Myrayebe. All the underground hits.
All Roxy Music tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nils Olav 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quando Quango record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wings,
Agitation Free,
Glambeats Corp.,
Carl Craig,
Soft Machine,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lou Reed,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Magazine,
Joy Division,
Mary Jane Girls,
Sonic Youth,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Star Department,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Mojo Men,
Gabor Szabo,
Aural Exciters,
Black Flag,
Fugazi,
Main Source,
ABBA,
Jacob Miller,
Cal Tjader,
The Birthday Party,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Radiohead,
Brothers Johnson,
Sister Nancy,
Johnny Clarke,
Rites of Spring,
Mark Hollis,
Pylon,
DJ Sneak,
Tears for Fears,
Monks,
Charles Mingus,
Amazonics,
Bobby Sherman,
Adolescents,
The Trojans,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Tubeway Army,
Absolute Body Control,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Bill Wells,
Marmalade,
Basic Channel,
Khruangbin,
Black Bananas,
T.S.O.L.,
K-Klass,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Marvin Gaye,
The Invisible,
Fluxion,
Lightning Bolt,
Roy Ayers,
Frankie Knuckles,
Jeru the Damaja,
Oneida,
The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers.
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.