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 Kosovo and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 Winnipeg and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Donny Hathaway to the jazz 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 Rites of Spring. All the underground hits.
All Camouflage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kool G Rap & DJ Polo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Essential Logic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sixth Finger,
Hasil Adkins,
Pantytec,
Big Daddy Kane,
Dark Day,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
cv313,
The Grass Roots,
Connie Case,
Simply Red,
The Gories,
Rites of Spring,
X-101,
Tim Buckley,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Quadrant,
Unrelated Segments,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Johnny Osbourne,
Sun Ra,
Second Layer,
Jesper Dahlback,
Monks,
DNA,
Basic Channel,
The Last Poets,
8 Eyed Spy,
Jeff Mills,
Cymande,
Masters at Work,
Barbara Tucker,
the Bar-Kays,
Procol Harum,
Moby Grape,
The United States of America,
The Seeds,
CMW,
The Moleskins,
The Neon Judgement,
Gerry Rafferty,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Maleditus Sound,
Underground Resistance,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Colin Newman,
Technova,
Joey Negro,
Sexual Harrassment,
Interpol,
Alphaville,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
L. Decosne,
The Victims,
Terry Callier,
Wire,
48th St. Collective,
Index,
The Sonics, The Sonics, The Sonics, The Sonics.
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.