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 Sweden and from Cairo.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 linndrum 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 Graham Central Station to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Drexciya. All the underground hits.
All Graham Central Station tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June Days record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alton Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rekid,
The United States of America,
Television,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Rosa Yemen,
Piero Umiliani,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Young Rascals,
Cybotron,
Average White Band,
Terrestrial Tones,
Desert Stars,
Robert Hood,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Reuben Wilson,
Ultimate Spinach,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Mars,
Peter & Gordon,
Big Daddy Kane,
Zapp,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
In Retrospect,
Anthony Braxton,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Skatalites,
Bronski Beat,
the Soft Cell,
Pere Ubu,
Duran Duran,
Terry Callier,
Soul Sonic Force,
Harmonia,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Dawn Penn,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Surgeon,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Freddie Wadling,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Bill Near,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Rod Modell,
The Real Kids,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Howard Jones,
Pole,
Steve Hackett,
Kevin Saunderson,
Sun City Girls,
Ice-T,
Amazonics,
The Last Poets,
Ituana,
Kurtis Blow,
Underground Resistance,
Lou Christie,
Main Source,
Roxy Music,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band.
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.