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 Philippines and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 marimba 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 N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell. All the underground hits.
All DJ Style tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wally Richardson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a kango's stein massive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crime,
Eli Mardock,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Scott Walker,
Terry Callier,
John Cale,
Mr. Review,
Pylon,
Derrick May,
Los Fastidios,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Archie Shepp,
Anthony Braxton,
The Mojo Men,
Skriet,
David Axelrod,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Techniques,
the Sonics,
Funky Four + One,
The Durutti Column,
Marshall Jefferson,
Iggy Pop,
Darondo,
Bootsy Collins,
Sight & Sound,
Fela Kuti,
Rosa Yemen,
Junior Murvin,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Royal Trux,
OOIOO,
ABC,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Lightning Bolt,
Ken Boothe,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Cramps,
Qualms,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Roxy Music,
The Blues Magoos,
Silicon Teens,
Subhumans,
Jandek,
The Gories,
Suicide,
The Flesh Eaters,
Cecil Taylor,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Pretty Things,
X-102,
the Slits,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Public Enemy,
In Retrospect,
Rufus Thomas,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Fuzztones,
Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar.
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.