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 Belize 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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Lyon.
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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Gories to the rap 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 Gong. All the underground hits.
All Cybotron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kenny Larkin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scratch Acid record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mantronix,
Accadde A,
Drexciya,
LL Cool J,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Marine Girls,
Boredoms,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Monochrome Set,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Scan 7,
Swell Maps,
The Music Machine,
Lindisfarne,
Sun City Girls,
The Grass Roots,
Sonic Youth,
the Germs,
Rhythm & Sound,
Tim Buckley,
Johnny Clarke,
Slick Rick,
Junior Murvin,
Warsaw,
The Walker Brothers,
Stiv Bators,
48th St. Collective,
Robert Görl,
Blossom Toes,
Ultravox,
Soulsonic Force,
Basic Channel,
K-Klass,
The Cowsills,
Alton Ellis,
Eric B and Rakim,
Cecil Taylor,
Half Japanese,
Audionom,
T. Rex,
Severed Heads,
Aaron Thompson,
The Human League,
Derrick Morgan,
The Detroit Cobras,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Warren Ellis,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Mandrill,
Thee Headcoats,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Pere Ubu,
The Black Dice,
The Gories,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Kaleidoscope,
Roxette,
Freddie Wadling,
Fatback Band,
The Fire Engines,
The Smoke,
Funky Four + One,
Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket.
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.