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 Congo and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Ronnie Foster to the techno 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 Stereo Dub. All the underground hits.
All Arcadia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythim Is Rhythim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The United States of America record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Clear Light,
Fluxion,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Freddie Wadling,
Funky Four + One,
Amon Düül,
Quantec,
Ronan,
Crash Course in Science,
Urselle,
Sex Pistols,
E-Dancer,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Anthony Braxton,
Nick Fraelich,
X-101,
Lower 48,
Symarip,
Q and Not U,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Tom Boy,
Barry Ungar,
Absolute Body Control,
Kool Moe Dee,
Juan Atkins,
DJ Style,
Erykah Badu,
Goldenarms,
Kevin Saunderson,
Oneida,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Big Daddy Kane,
Jacob Miller,
Connie Case,
Crispy Ambulance,
Shoche,
The Gun Club,
Glambeats Corp.,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Fat Boys,
Idris Muhammad,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Tommy Roe,
Blossom Toes,
Easy Going,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Television,
Peter & Gordon,
Public Enemy,
Andrew Hill,
The Litter,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Cheater Slicks,
F. McDonald,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
the Germs,
Cameo,
Y Pants,
Dennis Brown,
R.M.O.,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions.
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.