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 Mauritius and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Marshall Jefferson to the rock 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 Ash Ra Tempel. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Techniques 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ajijia Myrayebe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Joe Finger,
Delta 5,
The Knickerbockers,
Drive Like Jehu,
Erykah Badu,
The Slackers,
Lucky Dragons,
Audionom,
Symarip,
Joe Smooth,
Aural Exciters,
Al Stewart,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Brick,
Sandy B,
Joy Division,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Bill Wells,
Unwound,
Masters at Work,
Boz Scaggs,
Animal Collective,
Donald Byrd,
Rod Modell,
cv313,
Can,
Main Source,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
EPMD,
The Victims,
Idris Muhammad,
Smog,
Neil Young,
Harmonia,
Barry Ungar,
Hasil Adkins,
Kerri Chandler,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Tremeloes,
Pantytec,
Bush Tetras,
Black Flag,
Gerry Rafferty,
Marvin Gaye,
Toni Rubio,
The Invisible,
Jesper Dahlback,
CMW,
Royal Trux,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Maurizio,
Godley & Creme,
Fear,
Scion,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Motorama,
Jeff Mills,
Juan Atkins,
K-Klass,
Donny Hathaway,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap.
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.