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 Suriname and from Tehran.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 clarinet 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 Q and Not U to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Minor Threat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Surgeon 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Desert Stars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool Moe Dee,
Porter Ricks,
The Sound,
Ohio Players,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Skatalites,
Sparks,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Move,
Index,
Michelle Simonal,
Sandy B,
Youth Brigade,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Darondo,
Amon Düül II,
Lucky Dragons,
Reagan Youth,
Massinfluence,
Bootsy Collins,
Arab on Radar,
The Fall,
Minor Threat,
Suicide,
Whodini,
The United States of America,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Sound Behaviour,
Skarface,
The Dave Clark Five,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Barrington Levy,
Donald Byrd,
The Cowsills,
Camberwell Now,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
PIL,
The Modern Lovers,
Dave Gahan,
Panda Bear,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Barclay James Harvest,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Electric Light Orchestra,
L. Decosne,
Bobbi Humphrey,
OOIOO,
Junior Murvin,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Black Moon,
Infiniti,
Davy DMX,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Groovy Waters,
Das Ding,
Derrick Morgan,
Jeff Mills,
Can,
Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket.
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.