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 France and from Tokyo.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 808 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 Alton Ellis to the funk 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 James White and The Blacks. All the underground hits.
All KRS-One tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronnie Foster record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Newcleus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Japan,
Eric Dolphy,
The Blackbyrds,
Brothers Johnson,
Boogie Down Productions,
Dead Boys,
Eric B and Rakim,
Davy DMX,
Excepter,
Theoretical Girls,
Roy Ayers,
Amazonics,
June Days,
Crime,
The Techniques,
Intrusion,
Negative Approach,
Simply Red,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
10cc,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Curtis Mayfield,
Eli Mardock,
The American Breed,
David Bowie,
It's A Beautiful Day,
DJ Style,
Charles Mingus,
Kool Moe Dee,
Johnny Osbourne,
Sonny Sharrock,
Ice-T,
Jerry's Kids,
kango's stein massive,
Scratch Acid,
Radiohead,
The Real Kids,
Desert Stars,
Ultravox,
E-Dancer,
Lakeside,
EPMD,
World's Most,
Traffic Nightmare,
Gang Starr,
Rufus Thomas,
Monks,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Gong,
Hardrive,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
AZ,
Minnie Riperton,
Robert Hood,
The Invisible,
Bizarre Inc.,
Scrapy,
The Skatalites,
Slave,
Index,
Hot Snakes, Hot Snakes, Hot Snakes, Hot Snakes.
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.