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 Armenia and from Lyon.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 UT to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Fat Boys. All the underground hits.
All Black Moon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every In Retrospect 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Golliwogs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Connie Case,
Radiohead,
Swans,
Pylon,
The Fire Engines,
The Monochrome Set,
Slick Rick,
Dark Day,
Delon & Dalcan,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Rapeman,
Pagans,
China Crisis,
John Coltrane,
Lakeside,
D'Angelo,
Graham Central Station,
Johnny Osbourne,
Wolf Eyes,
Fear,
Los Fastidios,
Minnie Riperton,
Agitation Free,
Crispy Ambulance,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Cowsills,
Symarip,
Sparks,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Gabor Szabo,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Invisible,
Franke,
Flash Fearless,
The J.B.'s,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Index,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Soul II Soul,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Associates,
Black Sheep,
John Cale,
Echospace,
Oblivians,
Eric B and Rakim,
Kenny Larkin,
Neu!,
Desert Stars,
Ossler,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Wake,
Black Moon,
Cameo,
Stockholm Monsters,
Alton Ellis,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Monks,
The Neon Judgement,
Ralphi Rosario,
Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall.
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.