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 Ghana 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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 D'Angelo to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Jacques Brel. All the underground hits.
All Ash Ra Tempel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultra Naté record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Louis and Bebe Barron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Animal Collective,
U.S. Maple,
Qualms,
Fat Boys,
Babytalk,
Erykah Badu,
Carl Craig,
The Victims,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Laurel Aitken,
Curtis Mayfield,
June Days,
The Angels of Light,
Susan Cadogan,
Lou Christie,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Mary Jane Girls,
Sun City Girls,
Kevin Saunderson,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Khruangbin,
Little Man,
Deakin,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Panda Bear,
Mantronix,
cv313,
Tubeway Army,
Moebius,
Soul Sonic Force,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Kas Product,
Pet Shop Boys,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Amon Düül,
The Smoke,
The Blues Magoos,
Whodini,
Can,
Mad Mike,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Slackers,
Massinfluence,
The Offenders,
Hot Snakes,
Black Bananas,
Nirvana,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Rekid,
Jerry's Kids,
John Holt,
The Toasters,
Howard Jones,
PIL,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Yusef Lateef,
Girls At Our Best!,
Stiv Bators,
The Monochrome Set,
Gang Gang Dance,
Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus.
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.