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 Guinea-Bissau and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Index to the jazz 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 Eve St. Jones. All the underground hits.
All Grauzone tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an arpeggiator and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arab on Radar record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mad Mike,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Crime,
Carl Craig,
Sam Rivers,
Eve St. Jones,
KRS-One,
The Happenings,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Idris Muhammad,
Joe Finger,
Deakin,
Minutemen,
LL Cool J,
Darondo,
Sonic Youth,
Visage,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Moby Grape,
The Blues Magoos,
Marshall Jefferson,
Harry Pussy,
Blancmange,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Fat Boys,
Con Funk Shun,
Eli Mardock,
Gang of Four,
The Skatalites,
Blake Baxter,
Eden Ahbez,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
One Last Wish,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Susan Cadogan,
Roxy Music,
Silicon Teens,
Bizarre Inc.,
Cybotron,
R.M.O.,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Alton Ellis,
The Gap Band,
FM Einheit,
Brick,
Au Pairs,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Cure,
Sister Nancy,
Qualms,
Ultravox,
The Offenders,
Josef K,
Franke,
The Sound,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Suicide,
Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson.
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.