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 Burkina and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Kool Moe Dee to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Chris & Cosey. All the underground hits.
All Ponytail tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Strawberry Alarm Clock record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a CMW record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Urselle,
Duran Duran,
The Gap Band,
Judy Mowatt,
Isaac Hayes,
EPMD,
Skriet,
Roy Ayers,
Eddi Front,
Gregory Isaacs,
Todd Terry,
The Names,
Henry Cow,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Swans,
Matthew Bourne,
The Star Department,
Zero Boys,
Interpol,
Popol Vuh,
The Cosmic Jokers,
D'Angelo,
The Golliwogs,
X-102,
Boogie Down Productions,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Surgeon,
LL Cool J,
The Index,
The Monochrome Set,
The Blues Magoos,
Massinfluence,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Kenny Larkin,
Graham Central Station,
The Slackers,
The Beau Brummels,
Kerrie Biddell,
Arcadia,
Rhythm & Sound,
Tom Boy,
Ultravox,
Quadrant,
Section 25,
Bang On A Can,
Brick,
Gichy Dan,
FM Einheit,
Sixth Finger,
R.M.O.,
Scratch Acid,
Letta Mbulu,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Five Americans,
Livin' Joy,
Goldenarms,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills.
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.