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 Sweden and from London.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 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 James Chance & The Contortions to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Kool G Rap & DJ Polo. All the underground hits.
All Fifty Foot Hose tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neu! record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Excepter,
Heaven 17,
Aaron Thompson,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Sarah Menescal,
Peter & Gordon,
Guru Guru,
Colin Newman,
Stiv Bators,
Das Ding,
Roxy Music,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Eli Mardock,
Zero Boys,
Stockholm Monsters,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Roger Hodgson,
Wasted Youth,
Scan 7,
Pagans,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Angels of Light,
Yellowson,
The Monochrome Set,
Scott Walker,
Tubeway Army,
Spoonie Gee,
Rakim,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Morten Harket,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Real Kids,
K-Klass,
Motorama,
The Count Five,
Theoretical Girls,
Brand Nubian,
Derrick May,
Country Joe & The Fish,
the Human League,
Parry Music,
Malaria!,
Hardrive,
Moss Icon,
Shoche,
The Standells,
Nas,
Gong,
The Motions,
Derrick Morgan,
Minutemen,
Kayak,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Blossom Toes,
Jesper Dahlback,
OOIOO,
Lalo Schifrin,
Swell Maps, Swell Maps, Swell Maps, Swell Maps.
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.