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 Belize and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Royal Family And The Poor to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Blackbyrds. All the underground hits.
All Rekid tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Panda Bear record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scientists record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Mills,
Robert Görl,
Average White Band,
Scan 7,
Inner City,
48th St. Collective,
Kenny Larkin,
Junior Murvin,
Ornette Coleman,
L. Decosne,
Y Pants,
David Axelrod,
Morten Harket,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Yazoo,
Amazonics,
Banda Bassotti,
The Doors,
The Neon Judgement,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Jimmy McGriff,
Ultra Naté,
The Dave Clark Five,
Marcia Griffiths,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Divine Comedy,
Moby Grape,
Interpol,
Stereo Dub,
Yaz,
The Flesh Eaters,
Johnny Clarke,
In Retrospect,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Pop Group,
Chris & Cosey,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Iggy Pop,
Letta Mbulu,
One Last Wish,
World's Most,
The Trojans,
EPMD,
Pulsallama,
Maleditus Sound,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Detroit Cobras,
Man Parrish,
X-102,
Cameo,
Organ,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Second Layer,
Lightning Bolt,
Dark Day,
Godley & Creme,
the Normal,
Marvin Gaye,
Sister Nancy,
Bob Dylan,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Sixth Finger,
DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak.
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.