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 Romania and from Seoul.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the sitar 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Red Lorry Yellow Lorry. All the underground hits.
All Negative Approach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every London Community Gospel Choir 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Remains record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Graham Central Station,
Swell Maps,
Television,
David Bowie,
New Age Steppers,
Quantec,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Heaven 17,
Stockholm Monsters,
Nas,
Soulsonic Force,
Alphaville,
Ice-T,
Vladislav Delay,
The New Christs,
DNA,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Real Kids,
Funkadelic,
Crooked Eye,
Pulsallama,
The Fuzztones,
Zero Boys,
Arcadia,
Royal Trux,
Dual Sessions,
Gastr Del Sol,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Avey Tare,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Fluxion,
Amon Düül II,
Donny Hathaway,
Half Japanese,
The Fortunes,
Icehouse,
Stiv Bators,
a-ha,
Vainqueur,
Pharoah Sanders,
Mad Mike,
Soul II Soul,
Don Cherry,
Ultravox,
Eddi Front,
Siglo XX,
Malaria!,
The Golliwogs,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Nation of Ulysses,
Pet Shop Boys,
Jacob Miller,
Kevin Saunderson,
FM Einheit,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Shoche,
Inner City,
The Young Rascals,
Chris Corsano,
D'Angelo,
The Smiths,
Matthew Halsall,
Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents.
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.