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 Indonesia and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Frankie Knuckles to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Porter Ricks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swell Maps 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fortunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Busters,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pole,
Echospace,
Khruangbin,
Warsaw,
The Durutti Column,
Lightning Bolt,
Frankie Knuckles,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Ponytail,
Skriet,
Fatback Band,
Youth Brigade,
Ultravox,
Country Teasers,
The Mojo Men,
Swell Maps,
The Birthday Party,
Archie Shepp,
Jeru the Damaja,
Harpers Bizarre,
Main Source,
Maleditus Sound,
In Retrospect,
The American Breed,
The Sonics,
Ralphi Rosario,
Marcia Griffiths,
Sight & Sound,
Lalo Schifrin,
Aloha Tigers,
Tim Buckley,
Nirvana,
Thee Headcoats,
The Invisible,
CMW,
Crispian St. Peters,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Mary Jane Girls,
Glambeats Corp.,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Cecil Taylor,
Bobby Sherman,
The Cure,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sexual Harrassment,
Joe Smooth,
Hot Snakes,
Barbara Tucker,
Oblivians,
Eric B and Rakim,
the Soft Cell,
Stetsasonic,
Mantronix,
Eve St. Jones,
Audionom,
Arthur Verocai,
FM Einheit,
Joy Division,
Cybotron,
Man Eating Sloth,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.