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 Kenya and from Accra.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Terror Squad Feat. Camron to the jazz 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 Lucky Dragons. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unrelated Segments record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an arpeggiator and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ajijia Myrayebe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
the Association,
Patti Smith,
Subhumans,
Mars,
Scott Walker,
The Martian,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
David Axelrod,
Peter and Kerry,
Soulsonic Force,
Accadde A,
Avey Tare,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
cv313,
T. Rex,
Guru Guru,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Letta Mbulu,
Donald Byrd,
Panda Bear,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Nick Fraelich,
AZ,
R.M.O.,
Max Romeo,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Roy Ayers,
John Cale,
The Buckinghams,
In Retrospect,
Easy Going,
David McCallum,
Nik Kershaw,
The Litter,
The Electric Prunes,
The Tremeloes,
Blossom Toes,
Henry Cow,
Grauzone,
The Moleskins,
Rotary Connection,
Hot Snakes,
Swans,
Reagan Youth,
Average White Band,
Delon & Dalcan,
Oblivians,
Ultra Naté,
Kaleidoscope,
Robert Hood,
Zero Boys,
Agitation Free,
Faraquet,
Pierre Henry,
Dawn Penn,
Darondo,
Fluxion,
Don Cherry,
Banda Bassotti,
Terry Callier,
Ken Boothe,
Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza.
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.