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 Lesotho and from Paris.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Jeff Mills to the rap 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 Zapp. All the underground hits.
All Y Pants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-Ray Spex 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Selecter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eden Ahbez,
Camberwell Now,
Niagra,
Surgeon,
Max Romeo,
Davy DMX,
Avey Tare,
Mr. Review,
The Fire Engines,
Bobby Womack,
Maurizio,
The J.B.'s,
Roy Ayers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
A Flock of Seagulls,
A Certain Ratio,
Nils Olav,
Con Funk Shun,
Letta Mbulu,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Alton Ellis,
Tim Buckley,
Thompson Twins,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Moby Grape,
the Human League,
Symarip,
The Sonics,
Derrick Morgan,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Thee Headcoats,
Jacob Miller,
The Happenings,
X-101,
Guru Guru,
Jeff Lynne,
K-Klass,
Marmalade,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Ralphi Rosario,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Rhythm & Sound,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Moebius,
Mad Mike,
Josef K,
The Move,
Graham Central Station,
Q65,
Procol Harum,
Kool Moe Dee,
Echospace,
Electric Prunes,
Rotary Connection,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Modern Lovers,
The Flesh Eaters,
UT,
Drexciya,
48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective.
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.