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 Zimbabwe 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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the rhodes 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 De La Soul & Jungle Brothers to the jazz 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 Bobby Byrd. All the underground hits.
All Gastr Del Sol tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Leonard Cohen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kas Product record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agent Orange,
Mo-Dettes,
Lakeside,
Schoolly D,
Brand Nubian,
Aloha Tigers,
Ronan,
The Music Machine,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Trojans,
Mantronix,
Tropical Tobacco,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Avey Tare,
E-Dancer,
Roxette,
Michelle Simonal,
Leonard Cohen,
Chrome,
Cameo,
The Modern Lovers,
Ossler,
John Foxx,
Angry Samoans,
The Leaves,
World's Most,
Parry Music,
Bauhaus,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Anthony Braxton,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Babytalk,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Echospace,
Section 25,
JFA,
Bluetip,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Arthur Verocai,
Moby Grape,
T.S.O.L.,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Half Japanese,
Yellowson,
The Dirtbombs,
The Invisible,
Marshall Jefferson,
Lalann,
The Index,
Ten City,
Soft Machine,
This Heat,
Donny Hathaway,
Rhythm & Sound,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Symarip,
Fluxion,
Steve Hackett,
Essential Logic,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Sight & Sound,
FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit.
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.