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 Israel and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Ash Ra Tempel to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon. All the underground hits.
All Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Big Daddy Kane 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kaleidoscope record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Johnny Osbourne,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Seeds,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Electric Prunes,
Pharoah Sanders,
Kaleidoscope,
Eric Copeland,
Derrick May,
Jacob Miller,
Lalo Schifrin,
Newcleus,
Country Teasers,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Rotary Connection,
Aural Exciters,
Hoover,
Judy Mowatt,
Ice-T,
The Skatalites,
The Martian,
The Stooges,
Sister Nancy,
Isaac Hayes,
Crispy Ambulance,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
B.T. Express,
Bush Tetras,
Jeff Mills,
Q and Not U,
The Invisible,
Magazine,
Audionom,
Toni Rubio,
Tommy Roe,
Mission of Burma,
Ultravox,
The Standells,
Gregory Isaacs,
Jacques Brel,
AZ,
David McCallum,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
New Age Steppers,
the Swans,
Ultra Naté,
the Fania All-Stars,
Arab on Radar,
Fluxion,
Dorothy Ashby,
Jimmy McGriff,
Spoonie Gee,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
In Retrospect,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Raincoats,
Pole,
Sexual Harrassment,
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