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 Seychelles and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 Milan and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the 808 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 Darondo to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Smog. All the underground hits.
All Reagan Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Funkadelic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Television Personalities record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Cecil Taylor,
Skaos,
The Standells,
Gong,
The Wake,
AZ,
Deadbeat,
Crispy Ambulance,
Peter and Kerry,
Magma,
Little Man,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Kinks,
Kenny Larkin,
The Vogues,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
PIL,
Erykah Badu,
Al Stewart,
Soul II Soul,
Ken Boothe,
Con Funk Shun,
Avey Tare,
The Searchers,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Agitation Free,
Charles Mingus,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Litter,
Sugar Minott,
Marshall Jefferson,
Groovy Waters,
The Modern Lovers,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Half Japanese,
Warren Ellis,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Henry Cow,
The Knickerbockers,
Vladislav Delay,
Qualms,
Quadrant,
Pulsallama,
China Crisis,
Eli Mardock,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Lalann,
Sixth Finger,
Erasure,
The Residents,
Wolf Eyes,
Panda Bear,
These Immortal Souls,
Country Teasers,
Thompson Twins,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Grandmaster Flash,
Easy Going,
The Leaves,
Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron.
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.