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 Korea South and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 rhodes 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 Pylon to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Jerry's Kids. All the underground hits.
All Rosa Yemen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Maleditus Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cybotron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New Age Steppers,
Boogie Down Productions,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Qualms,
Ohio Players,
Archie Shepp,
Alice Coltrane,
Von Mondo,
Buzzcocks,
Rosa Yemen,
Hasil Adkins,
Minnie Riperton,
Cheater Slicks,
Aural Exciters,
Chris & Cosey,
Traffic Nightmare,
Whodini,
The Slits,
Slave,
Kerrie Biddell,
Ituana,
Kas Product,
Lou Reed,
Sonic Youth,
Neu!,
Mad Mike,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Drive Like Jehu,
Desert Stars,
Anthony Braxton,
Essential Logic,
The Wake,
Sonny Sharrock,
Black Pus,
Wally Richardson,
Joensuu 1685,
Funkadelic,
Boredoms,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
John Coltrane,
Black Flag,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Matthew Halsall,
Das Ding,
Inner City,
Hashim,
Crooked Eye,
Roger Hodgson,
Roy Ayers,
Janne Schatter,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Martian,
Spoonie Gee,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Roxy Music,
OOIOO,
This Heat,
Guru Guru,
Jeff Mills,
The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor.
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.