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 Taipei.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the guitar 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 Masters at Work 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 Mr. Review. All the underground hits.
All Liliput tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Victims 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cameo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yazoo,
Magma,
8 Eyed Spy,
Soulsonic Force,
Delta 5,
Gabor Szabo,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Laurel Aitken,
Subhumans,
Terry Callier,
The Associates,
Harmonia,
Radiopuhelimet,
F. McDonald,
Dark Day,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lebanon Hanover,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Pylon,
Peter and Kerry,
Sight & Sound,
Bush Tetras,
The Mojo Men,
Tomorrow,
Tim Buckley,
Public Enemy,
Blancmange,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Flipper,
Crime,
Robert Görl,
Junior Murvin,
Jimmy McGriff,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Gang Gang Dance,
Moebius,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Oneida,
Iggy Pop,
Soul Sonic Force,
Minnie Riperton,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Derrick May,
Archie Shepp,
Television Personalities,
Gang Starr,
Accadde A,
The Gap Band,
Average White Band,
Boredoms,
Bobby Womack,
Absolute Body Control,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Skaos,
Nick Fraelich,
Guru Guru,
Man Parrish,
Mr. Review,
Agitation Free,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx.
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.