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 Botswana and from Calgary.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Sound to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Desert Stars. All the underground hits.
All Kango’s Stein Massive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jesper Dahlback 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anthony Braxton record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eden Ahbez,
Soul II Soul,
Derrick Morgan,
Cameo,
Amon Düül,
Fatback Band,
8 Eyed Spy,
FM Einheit,
Joe Smooth,
The Pretty Things,
Crispian St. Peters,
John Coltrane,
Gang Starr,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Jimmy McGriff,
Accadde A,
Jerry's Kids,
Todd Terry,
Quantec,
Skaos,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Lindisfarne,
Stereo Dub,
Chris Corsano,
The Fugs,
Television,
Ice-T,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
B.T. Express,
U.S. Maple,
F. McDonald,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Kerri Chandler,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Lalann,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Suicide,
The Invisible,
ABC,
Tres Demented,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Slick Rick,
Scrapy,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Audionom,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Girls At Our Best!,
Max Romeo,
Tommy Roe,
T.S.O.L.,
Erasure,
Spandau Ballet,
Bobby Womack,
Pylon,
Colin Newman,
The Red Krayola,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Motions,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Litter,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound.
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.