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 Georgia and from Tokyo.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Idris Muhammad to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Jawbox. All the underground hits.
All The Gun Club tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sexual Harrassment record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crash Course in Science,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Rufus Thomas,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Junior Murvin,
Johnny Osbourne,
Schoolly D,
Brass Construction,
Stereo Dub,
Todd Rundgren,
Buzzcocks,
Patti Smith,
The Red Krayola,
Bobby Sherman,
Pet Shop Boys,
Sex Pistols,
Brand Nubian,
The Move,
U.S. Maple,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Star Department,
Silicon Teens,
Mars,
Nick Fraelich,
Theoretical Girls,
Reuben Wilson,
Gregory Isaacs,
Matthew Bourne,
The Fuzztones,
Fat Boys,
Roger Hodgson,
The Durutti Column,
Radiopuhelimet,
Bootsy Collins,
Ludus,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Dead C,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
the Swans,
Guru Guru,
Jeru the Damaja,
Tomorrow,
Average White Band,
Cameo,
Flipper,
X-101,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Swans,
The Leaves,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ten City,
Michelle Simonal,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Groovy Waters,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sällskapet,
Ossler,
K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass.
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.