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 Saudi Arabia and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Hoover to the grime 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 Chris & Cosey. All the underground hits.
All Rites of Spring tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Age Steppers 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 güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Angels of Light record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Zapp,
The Golliwogs,
Lower 48,
K-Klass,
The Searchers,
Nik Kershaw,
Suburban Knight,
Jesper Dahlback,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Eric B and Rakim,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Subhumans,
Dave Gahan,
Bill Near,
Bobby Byrd,
Aswad,
Eric Copeland,
Erykah Badu,
Main Source,
Amazonics,
Mad Mike,
Intrusion,
Livin' Joy,
Faraquet,
Joey Negro,
Essential Logic,
Jacob Miller,
The Black Dice,
Camouflage,
Underground Resistance,
Lou Reed,
Panda Bear,
The Five Americans,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Yellowson,
Yusef Lateef,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Black Moon,
Sexual Harrassment,
Mission of Burma,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
EPMD,
DJ Sneak,
Hot Snakes,
The Fire Engines,
Gichy Dan,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Beau Brummels,
Nico,
Funkadelic,
Mark Hollis,
Piero Umiliani,
Nils Olav,
Scott Walker,
Delon & Dalcan,
Camberwell Now,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Negative Approach,
In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect.
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.