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 Armenia and from Lagos.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 808 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 techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Hashim. All the underground hits.
All The Grass Roots tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythm & Sound 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tomorrow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barbara Tucker,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Lebanon Hanover,
Black Flag,
Gang Starr,
China Crisis,
Maleditus Sound,
The Stooges,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Quantec,
DNA,
Junior Murvin,
Reagan Youth,
The Sound,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Smoke,
Marmalade,
Mary Jane Girls,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Accadde A,
Juan Atkins,
Nas,
Animal Collective,
Alison Limerick,
Scratch Acid,
The American Breed,
H. Thieme,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
ABC,
Mars,
The Associates,
Lakeside,
Anakelly,
Gichy Dan,
Quadrant,
Maurizio,
Fear,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Standells,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Donny Hathaway,
Gang Gang Dance,
Tres Demented,
Chris Corsano,
The Motions,
The Cure,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Kool Moe Dee,
Robert Hood,
Letta Mbulu,
The Saints,
The Gap Band,
Shuggie Otis,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Parry Music,
AZ,
Quando Quango,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Panda Bear,
Rhythm & Sound,
Hot Snakes,
Organ,
Wasted Youth, Wasted Youth, Wasted Youth, Wasted Youth.
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.