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 France and from Manila.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Jakarta.
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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Joe Smooth to the crunk 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 Derrick Morgan. All the underground hits.
All Outsiders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Swans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minor Threat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Can,
Black Moon,
Gang Starr,
Glambeats Corp.,
June Days,
Rufus Thomas,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Moebius,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Black Bananas,
Ponytail,
Minor Threat,
Lebanon Hanover,
X-101,
June of 44,
Man Parrish,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Y Pants,
Crispian St. Peters,
Johnny Clarke,
Spoonie Gee,
Drexciya,
Essential Logic,
Procol Harum,
Alton Ellis,
Young Marble Giants,
Big Daddy Kane,
Guru Guru,
Alison Limerick,
Rod Modell,
Kayak,
The Move,
Lindisfarne,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Deepchord,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The New Christs,
Aswad,
Donald Byrd,
Agitation Free,
Grauzone,
The J.B.'s,
Inner City,
The Black Dice,
Stetsasonic,
Terrestrial Tones,
Television Personalities,
Andrew Hill,
Gastr Del Sol,
Cameo,
Camberwell Now,
The Evens,
The Saints,
Toni Rubio,
Franke,
Slave,
Metal Thangz,
The Skatalites,
Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer.
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.