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 Kiribati 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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Reagan Youth. All the underground hits.
All Reuben Wilson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crime record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Smiths record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hashim,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Mo-Dettes,
Althea and Donna,
Laurel Aitken,
Procol Harum,
LL Cool J,
Mission of Burma,
Yusef Lateef,
Visage,
New York Dolls,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Cowsills,
The Leaves,
Flamin' Groovies,
Joey Negro,
Silicon Teens,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Todd Terry,
Organ,
Bill Wells,
Ice-T,
Niagra,
Television Personalities,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Sisters of Mercy,
John Cale,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Hot Snakes,
Brick,
the Association,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Newcleus,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Pop Group,
Smog,
Reuben Wilson,
Flipper,
Bad Manners,
Crispian St. Peters,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Matthew Halsall,
Mad Mike,
Johnny Osbourne,
U.S. Maple,
Jacob Miller,
The American Breed,
Grandmaster Flash,
Cal Tjader,
The Monochrome Set,
Ultravox,
Absolute Body Control,
John Lydon,
The Birthday Party,
Chris & Cosey,
Lebanon Hanover,
Camouflage,
The Seeds,
Tears for Fears,
Altered Images,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux.
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.