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 Zambia and from Manila.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the sitar 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 DJ Sneak to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Janne Schatter. All the underground hits.
All Gichy Dan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every One Last Wish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Panda Bear record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash,
Thompson Twins,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Parry Music,
Donny Hathaway,
Radiohead,
Mark Hollis,
Ultravox,
Alton Ellis,
Johnny Clarke,
Ice-T,
John Holt,
Frankie Knuckles,
Nirvana,
Avey Tare,
Smog,
Cecil Taylor,
DJ Sneak,
Michelle Simonal,
Marvin Gaye,
Mo-Dettes,
Mr. Review,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Colin Newman,
Lakeside,
The Doobie Brothers,
Soul II Soul,
Laurel Aitken,
Los Fastidios,
X-102,
Excepter,
The Searchers,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Dual Sessions,
La Düsseldorf,
The Motions,
Morten Harket,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Agent Orange,
Bronski Beat,
Albert Ayler,
Joe Smooth,
Joensuu 1685,
Moby Grape,
Ludus,
Boredoms,
The Slackers,
Joyce Sims,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Spoonie Gee,
Guru Guru,
Marmalade,
The Techniques,
Sun Ra,
John Cale,
Shuggie Otis,
Crime,
Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu.
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.