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 Swaziland and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Aswad to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Bobby Womack. All the underground hits.
All Scan 7 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Silicon Teens record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Associates,
Pylon,
Basic Channel,
The Red Krayola,
Vainqueur,
LL Cool J,
The Shadows of Knight,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
FM Einheit,
Stereo Dub,
David McCallum,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Sparks,
In Retrospect,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Music Machine,
Alphaville,
Ultravox,
The Index,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Talk Talk,
The Modern Lovers,
Silicon Teens,
The Fire Engines,
Prince Buster,
Darondo,
The Count Five,
Average White Band,
The Dead C,
The Remains,
Sexual Harrassment,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Ronnie Foster,
The New Christs,
Bill Wells,
Traffic Nightmare,
Sun Ra,
Mo-Dettes,
One Last Wish,
Theoretical Girls,
Livin' Joy,
Skriet,
the Bar-Kays,
The Monochrome Set,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Gap Band,
The Tremeloes,
Harmonia,
The Velvet Underground,
Boz Scaggs,
The Real Kids,
Anthony Braxton,
Ludus,
Joyce Sims,
Juan Atkins,
Unrelated Segments,
Rakim,
Pet Shop Boys,
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.