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 Egypt and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Accra.
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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Gong to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 LL Cool J. All the underground hits.
All Skriet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Gang Dance record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 synthesizer and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deepchord record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flash Fearless,
Goldenarms,
Jeff Mills,
The Monks,
The Gun Club,
David Bowie,
Robert Görl,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Letta Mbulu,
Lou Christie,
Blossom Toes,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Crash Course in Science,
The Dave Clark Five,
EPMD,
Robert Hood,
Barrington Levy,
World's Most,
Man Parrish,
Chris Corsano,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Lungfish,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Durutti Column,
Monolake,
Gong,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Harmonia,
Qualms,
Cameo,
The Count Five,
Donald Byrd,
The Sisters of Mercy,
ABBA,
Slick Rick,
David McCallum,
The Blackbyrds,
Josef K,
Althea and Donna,
The Vogues,
Pagans,
Lou Reed,
L. Decosne,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Severed Heads,
Anthony Braxton,
The Flesh Eaters,
John Cale,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Thee Headcoats,
Morten Harket,
The Gap Band,
The Fuzztones,
Banda Bassotti,
Tres Demented,
Yellowson,
Gastr Del Sol,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Dead Boys,
Gregory Isaacs,
Ohio Players,
U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple.
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.