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 Djibouti and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Selecter to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Bobby Byrd. All the underground hits.
All Delta 5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Circle Jerks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sixth Finger record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brass Construction,
Gong,
Nico,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Gladiators,
The Mummies,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Gregory Isaacs,
Nik Kershaw,
Khruangbin,
R.M.O.,
Magazine,
MDC,
Main Source,
Public Enemy,
Infiniti,
Goldenarms,
Skriet,
Absolute Body Control,
Sparks,
The Knickerbockers,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sugar Minott,
Motorama,
Camberwell Now,
Rekid,
Glambeats Corp.,
Funkadelic,
Negative Approach,
Rod Modell,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
the Normal,
Organ,
China Crisis,
The Victims,
Echospace,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Slits,
Man Eating Sloth,
Lindisfarne,
James White and The Blacks,
The Gap Band,
Television Personalities,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Rufus Thomas,
Tom Boy,
a-ha,
The Zeros,
H. Thieme,
Rotary Connection,
The Flesh Eaters,
Bronski Beat,
Sound Behaviour,
The Gories,
Circle Jerks,
The Stooges,
the Germs,
One Last Wish,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Pantytec,
Little Man,
Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet.
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.