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 Mexico 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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Joyce Sims. All the underground hits.
All Roy Ayers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quando Quango record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Sherman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Franke,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Yellowson,
Brass Construction,
Alphaville,
Aswad,
Zapp,
The Electric Prunes,
X-Ray Spex,
Scratch Acid,
Susan Cadogan,
a-ha,
Alton Ellis,
Moss Icon,
Q65,
Neil Young,
The Doors,
The United States of America,
Morten Harket,
Mars,
Tom Boy,
Kerri Chandler,
Maurizio,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Flipper,
Rod Modell,
Arcadia,
Jawbox,
The Dave Clark Five,
Gang Gang Dance,
Barbara Tucker,
Oneida,
Mantronix,
Sixth Finger,
E-Dancer,
The Grass Roots,
Minutemen,
John Lydon,
Barry Ungar,
The Neon Judgement,
Television,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Skarface,
Matthew Halsall,
Sällskapet,
Erykah Badu,
Jimmy McGriff,
Malaria!,
Wings,
Television Personalities,
Sarah Menescal,
Jesper Dahlback,
Kaleidoscope,
Visage,
The Associates,
Eric B and Rakim,
Rakim,
Jeff Mills,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product.
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.