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 Palau and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Derrick May to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 June Days. All the underground hits.
All The Black Dice tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Index 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quantec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cabaret Voltaire,
Gong,
Juan Atkins,
The Mojo Men,
Lalann,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Brothers Johnson,
New Order,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sonic Youth,
The Fortunes,
Gastr Del Sol,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Ronnie Foster,
Radiopuhelimet,
Masters at Work,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Black Moon,
The Cowsills,
Eric Dolphy,
Bobbi Humphrey,
the Swans,
Agent Orange,
PIL,
Stiv Bators,
The Real Kids,
Peter and Kerry,
David Bowie,
The Associates,
UT,
Quantec,
Trumans Water,
The Flesh Eaters,
Main Source,
Prince Buster,
Arcadia,
Sun City Girls,
Ten City,
The Mummies,
Amon Düül II,
Yaz,
Visage,
Desert Stars,
Godley & Creme,
Grandmaster Flash,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
R.M.O.,
Eden Ahbez,
Livin' Joy,
Black Flag,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Grauzone,
Erykah Badu,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Crash Course in Science,
The Seeds,
The Young Rascals,
Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck.
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.