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 Iceland 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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the organ 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 Rites of Spring to the jazz 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 Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five. All the underground hits.
All Monolake tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doors record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Curtis Mayfield,
Aloha Tigers,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lou Reed,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Derrick Morgan,
Nation of Ulysses,
Kenny Larkin,
B.T. Express,
Malaria!,
China Crisis,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Motorama,
Derrick May,
Essential Logic,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Kinks,
Young Marble Giants,
Fluxion,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
John Cale,
D'Angelo,
Rites of Spring,
Blancmange,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Gastr Del Sol,
the Bar-Kays,
Traffic Nightmare,
Bill Near,
the Normal,
The Dead C,
Soul II Soul,
Bush Tetras,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Jacob Miller,
Angry Samoans,
Scrapy,
Scott Walker,
Easy Going,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Beau Brummels,
Amazonics,
Lightning Bolt,
Supertramp,
The Fire Engines,
Sister Nancy,
Isaac Hayes,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ultra Naté,
Organ,
Soft Machine,
the Fania All-Stars,
Howard Jones,
The Blackbyrds,
Scan 7,
Blossom Toes,
Dark Day,
Oneida,
Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett.
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.