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 Singapore and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The Wake to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Joe Smooth. All the underground hits.
All Rhythm & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jawbox 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalann record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
UT,
Section 25,
Johnny Clarke,
The Fuzztones,
The Five Americans,
Toni Rubio,
Al Stewart,
Dorothy Ashby,
Man Eating Sloth,
T.S.O.L.,
Ice-T,
Morten Harket,
Brothers Johnson,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
F. McDonald,
New Age Steppers,
Matthew Halsall,
The Sonics,
Masters at Work,
Boz Scaggs,
Blossom Toes,
The Young Rascals,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Black Bananas,
Neu!,
Anthony Braxton,
the Sonics,
Minnie Riperton,
Joey Negro,
New Order,
Cheater Slicks,
Deadbeat,
Fort Wilson Riot,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Fear,
The Walker Brothers,
New York Dolls,
Wings,
David Axelrod,
A Certain Ratio,
Los Fastidios,
Sixth Finger,
Jacob Miller,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Juan Atkins,
Gastr Del Sol,
Gil Scott Heron,
Organ,
Von Mondo,
X-102,
kango's stein massive,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Mission of Burma,
Scratch Acid,
Darondo,
Supertramp,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Evens,
The Grass Roots,
Sugar Minott,
Ken Boothe,
John Coltrane, John Coltrane, John Coltrane, John Coltrane.
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.