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 Tunisia and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 güiro 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Fort Wilson Riot. All the underground hits.
All Bobbi Humphrey tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every In Retrospect record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Outsiders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Axelrod,
Johnny Osbourne,
Blake Baxter,
Quadrant,
Q and Not U,
Reuben Wilson,
Jeff Lynne,
Panda Bear,
Altered Images,
Wolf Eyes,
Gang Green,
Bluetip,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Skarface,
Gang Starr,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Girls At Our Best!,
The American Breed,
Slick Rick,
The Victims,
Y Pants,
Newcleus,
The Barracudas,
ABC,
The Toasters,
F. McDonald,
Reagan Youth,
Colin Newman,
Peter & Gordon,
Neu!,
The Standells,
David Bowie,
The Doors,
Bobby Sherman,
Sarah Menescal,
Lyres,
Zero Boys,
Joensuu 1685,
Joe Smooth,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Divine Comedy,
Ten City,
Fugazi,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Shoche,
The Moody Blues,
Swans,
Supertramp,
The Remains,
Buzzcocks,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Star Department,
Rekid,
Cluster,
Pylon,
Frankie Knuckles,
Chris Corsano,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Sight & Sound,
Josef K, Josef K, Josef K, Josef K.
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.