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 United Kingdom and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the theremin 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 Animal Collective to the dance 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 The Stooges. All the underground hits.
All Brothers Johnson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stiv Bators 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a CMW record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Fela Kuti,
Todd Rundgren,
Rapeman,
Funky Four + One,
Warren Ellis,
Livin' Joy,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Glenn Branca,
Amazonics,
The Count Five,
Derrick Morgan,
The Knickerbockers,
Pylon,
Cheater Slicks,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Silicon Teens,
June of 44,
Throbbing Gristle,
Bobby Womack,
Saccharine Trust,
a-ha,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
David McCallum,
The Fall,
Sixth Finger,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Jacob Miller,
David Axelrod,
PIL,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Stooges,
Von Mondo,
Marcia Griffiths,
Niagra,
The Zeros,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Organ,
Gang Gang Dance,
K-Klass,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Selecter,
Dave Gahan,
Deadbeat,
Essential Logic,
The Real Kids,
Kool Moe Dee,
Robert Wyatt,
Danielle Patucci,
The Kinks,
The Star Department,
Stereo Dub,
KRS-One,
Cymande,
Desert Stars,
Rufus Thomas,
A Certain Ratio,
Rhythm & Sound,
Pere Ubu,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish.
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.