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 Algeria and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
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 DJ Style to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Masters at Work. All the underground hits.
All Accadde A tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rotary Connection 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Chocolate Watch Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Human League,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Agent Orange,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Dual Sessions,
Mad Mike,
Rapeman,
Aural Exciters,
Symarip,
LL Cool J,
Toni Rubio,
Aaron Thompson,
Bill Wells,
Tomorrow,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Invisible,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Zapp,
Judy Mowatt,
Amon Düül II,
Drive Like Jehu,
Ohio Players,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Minor Threat,
Ten City,
Los Fastidios,
The Dead C,
Aswad,
Shoche,
Kaleidoscope,
Fat Boys,
The Music Machine,
Scott Walker,
The Offenders,
The Sonics,
The Cosmic Jokers,
AZ,
Wolf Eyes,
Intrusion,
Al Stewart,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Lou Christie,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Tremeloes,
Big Daddy Kane,
Archie Shepp,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Suburban Knight,
Dawn Penn,
Wire,
Hashim,
Oblivians,
Sandy B,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Bobby Byrd,
Outsiders,
Eli Mardock,
Dark Day, Dark Day, Dark Day, Dark Day.
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.