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 Accra.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 sitar 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 DNA to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Invisible. All the underground hits.
All the Slits tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Finger record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soulsonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Letta Mbulu,
Lindisfarne,
Intrusion,
Bang On A Can,
Todd Rundgren,
U.S. Maple,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
DJ Sneak,
Black Moon,
Rotary Connection,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Clear Light,
The Five Americans,
Marshall Jefferson,
Average White Band,
Hoover,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Absolute Body Control,
The Martian,
Yellowson,
Zapp,
New Order,
Talk Talk,
The Gun Club,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Velvet Underground,
The Techniques,
Eddi Front,
Section 25,
Johnny Clarke,
Aural Exciters,
Black Flag,
Bob Dylan,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Simply Red,
The Trojans,
the Slits,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Joensuu 1685,
Davy DMX,
Minny Pops,
Juan Atkins,
Lou Reed,
The Electric Prunes,
The Offenders,
Arthur Verocai,
Ronnie Foster,
David Axelrod,
The Human League,
Heaven 17,
Cymande,
Colin Newman,
Lakeside,
Swans,
Slick Rick,
Parry Music,
The Durutti Column,
Ornette Coleman,
Stetsasonic,
Flamin' Groovies,
Zero Boys,
Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter.
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.