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 Micronesia and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Holger Czukay 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 Dual Sessions to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Todd Terry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deepchord record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ten City 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?
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Lou Christie,
David McCallum,
Rakim,
Mad Mike,
Sarah Menescal,
Glenn Branca,
Bobby Sherman,
Stereo Dub,
Animal Collective,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Radio Birdman,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Bill Near,
the Human League,
The Sonics,
Bizarre Inc.,
Yusef Lateef,
Soft Machine,
the Fania All-Stars,
Bootsy Collins,
Average White Band,
T.S.O.L.,
Lightning Bolt,
Bauhaus,
Big Daddy Kane,
Robert Wyatt,
X-102,
Aural Exciters,
Toni Rubio,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Sonic Youth,
Icehouse,
Marvin Gaye,
Television Personalities,
Vladislav Delay,
Bad Manners,
Delta 5,
Derrick May,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Harry Pussy,
Tomorrow,
Jeru the Damaja,
Deepchord,
The Busters,
Model 500,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Ohio Players,
Surgeon,
The Victims,
Freddie Wadling,
The Saints,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Index,
Avey Tare,
Archie Shepp,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Flesh Eaters,
Traffic Nightmare,
Country Teasers,
Clear Light,
Pere Ubu, Pere Ubu, Pere Ubu, Pere Ubu.
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.