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 East Timor and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Doobie Brothers to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Qualms. All the underground hits.
All Essential Logic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ornette Coleman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Evens record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thee Headcoats,
Stetsasonic,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kenny Larkin,
Rites of Spring,
Grandmaster Flash,
Section 25,
Buzzcocks,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Skriet,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Pylon,
Quando Quango,
Qualms,
Lungfish,
The Last Poets,
Bobby Womack,
Crooked Eye,
The Red Krayola,
The Velvet Underground,
Metal Thangz,
Quantec,
Fad Gadget,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Sun City Girls,
T. Rex,
Kayak,
Guru Guru,
10cc,
The Angels of Light,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Henry Cow,
Tomorrow,
The Pretty Things,
The Flesh Eaters,
Panda Bear,
Soul Sonic Force,
Slick Rick,
Erykah Badu,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Skatalites,
Essential Logic,
JFA,
A Certain Ratio,
Derrick Morgan,
Funkadelic,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Leaves,
H. Thieme,
Infiniti,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Danielle Patucci,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
La Düsseldorf,
The Raincoats,
Sister Nancy,
The Fire Engines,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Organ,
Joe Finger,
Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs.
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.