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 Congo and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 Edmonton and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the marimba 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 Thee Headcoats to the punk 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 Ice-T. All the underground hits.
All Donny Hathaway tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Q65 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Essential Logic,
Funkadelic,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Divine Comedy,
Howard Jones,
Peter & Gordon,
Easy Going,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Barbara Tucker,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
In Retrospect,
Japan,
The Associates,
Average White Band,
China Crisis,
Scrapy,
Public Image Ltd.,
Mantronix,
Underground Resistance,
Letta Mbulu,
Tres Demented,
Ultra Naté,
The Doobie Brothers,
Arcadia,
Lakeside,
Mad Mike,
Agent Orange,
John Foxx,
Derrick May,
Erasure,
H. Thieme,
Visage,
Eric Copeland,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Freddie Wadling,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Anthony Braxton,
Second Layer,
Severed Heads,
The Moleskins,
48th St. Collective,
The Velvet Underground,
The Litter,
Mission of Burma,
PIL,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Cymande,
Suicide,
Joey Negro,
Lalann,
The Dirtbombs,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Gap Band,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Shuggie Otis,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Vogues,
Schoolly D,
LL Cool J,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Alice Coltrane,
The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor.
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.