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 Nepal and from Bologna.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 arpeggiator 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 Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Knickerbockers. All the underground hits.
All Junior Murvin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Newcleus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Schoolly D record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Clear Light,
the Fania All-Stars,
U.S. Maple,
This Heat,
Aural Exciters,
Peter and Kerry,
Sound Behaviour,
Scratch Acid,
Japan,
The Vogues,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Guru Guru,
The United States of America,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Public Enemy,
Infiniti,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Carl Craig,
The Doors,
Fatback Band,
Basic Channel,
a-ha,
Charles Mingus,
The Trojans,
Scrapy,
Supertramp,
Marvin Gaye,
Fat Boys,
Masters at Work,
Groovy Waters,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Rod Modell,
The Monochrome Set,
The Human League,
Pharoah Sanders,
Suicide,
Stereo Dub,
Niagra,
Ludus,
Pulsallama,
Ice-T,
Surgeon,
Aswad,
Can,
The Victims,
Eric Copeland,
Soft Machine,
The Dave Clark Five,
Sun Ra,
Chris & Cosey,
Hardrive,
48th St. Collective,
Soft Cell,
Aloha Tigers,
Bronski Beat,
The Dead C,
Radiopuhelimet,
Skriet,
Inner City,
Shuggie Otis,
Crime,
Wolf Eyes,
The Fortunes, The Fortunes, The Fortunes, The Fortunes.
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.