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 Israel and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the güiro 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 Spoonie Gee to the funk 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 The Buckinghams. All the underground hits.
All Lindisfarne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DJ Sneak 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang Starr record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joy Division,
The Litter,
Fugazi,
Symarip,
Brand Nubian,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Deakin,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Talk Talk,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Bronski Beat,
Idris Muhammad,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Kaleidoscope,
Robert Hood,
Derrick Morgan,
Ossler,
the Fania All-Stars,
Audionom,
Deepchord,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
OOIOO,
Marshall Jefferson,
Gastr Del Sol,
Flipper,
Harpers Bizarre,
Nico,
Fad Gadget,
a-ha,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Public Image Ltd.,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Kinks,
Average White Band,
Gang Starr,
PIL,
Skaos,
The Human League,
Joey Negro,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
the Association,
Yaz,
Danielle Patucci,
Ohio Players,
David Axelrod,
Bobby Womack,
Thompson Twins,
EPMD,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Crispy Ambulance,
Pantaleimon,
Accadde A,
Amon Düül,
Suburban Knight,
Kerri Chandler,
Banda Bassotti,
Harmonia,
Public Enemy,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Fall,
Jerry's Kids,
Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix.
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.