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 Singapore and from Sao Paulo.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The Shadows of Knight to the rap 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 Sun Ra. All the underground hits.
All Jesper Dahlbäck tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kool Moe Dee record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 Eric Dolphy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul II Soul,
Sam Rivers,
Soul Sonic Force,
Bobby Womack,
Drexciya,
Blancmange,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Q65,
X-Ray Spex,
John Holt,
Jerry's Kids,
Fad Gadget,
Flamin' Groovies,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Gil Scott Heron,
Scrapy,
Ten City,
Fifty Foot Hose,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Moody Blues,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Brothers Johnson,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Scott Walker,
Khruangbin,
June Days,
Reuben Wilson,
New York Dolls,
Barclay James Harvest,
Basic Channel,
Bluetip,
Glambeats Corp.,
Harmonia,
Jesper Dahlback,
Babytalk,
Sun City Girls,
Delta 5,
The Shadows of Knight,
Mantronix,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Harpers Bizarre,
Cheater Slicks,
DJ Style,
Nick Fraelich,
Lee Hazlewood,
Bad Manners,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Eric Dolphy,
The Last Poets,
E-Dancer,
Can,
Nas,
ABBA,
The Flesh Eaters,
Rhythm & Sound,
Livin' Joy,
June of 44,
Eve St. Jones,
Ituana,
Motorama, Motorama, Motorama, Motorama.
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.