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 Libya and from Bologna.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 Whodini 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 Charles Mingus. All the underground hits.
All Fatback Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amazonics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
World's Most,
Shuggie Otis,
Henry Cow,
FM Einheit,
Monks,
Bootsy Collins,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Spandau Ballet,
Depeche Mode,
Mary Jane Girls,
OOIOO,
L. Decosne,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Neon Judgement,
Terrestrial Tones,
Outsiders,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Alphaville,
Minutemen,
Procol Harum,
The Beau Brummels,
Sugar Minott,
Gang of Four,
Cal Tjader,
The Mighty Diamonds,
June of 44,
Alton Ellis,
Kurtis Blow,
Camouflage,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Japan,
Sam Rivers,
Slick Rick,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Trojans,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Standells,
Matthew Halsall,
Kerrie Biddell,
Severed Heads,
Black Flag,
Kaleidoscope,
The Gap Band,
Sonny Sharrock,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Traffic Nightmare,
48th St. Collective,
Joe Finger,
The Young Rascals,
Vladislav Delay,
The Mojo Men,
Eric Dolphy,
Maleditus Sound,
Rhythm & Sound,
Drexciya,
Bauhaus,
The Smoke,
Robert Wyatt,
New Order,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach.
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.