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 Qatar and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Derrick Morgan to the techno 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 Agitation Free. All the underground hits.
All Jimmy McGriff tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Red Krayola record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool G Rap & DJ Polo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minny Pops,
The Busters,
Sandy B,
Barrington Levy,
Unrelated Segments,
Skriet,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Bauhaus,
Sonny Sharrock,
Index,
Von Mondo,
Sound Behaviour,
The Star Department,
Newcleus,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Dual Sessions,
Rhythm & Sound,
Bootsy Collins,
Toni Rubio,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Moebius,
DJ Sneak,
The Stooges,
Babytalk,
Boredoms,
Carl Craig,
The Martian,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Jacques Brel,
Tommy Roe,
Peter and Kerry,
Chris & Cosey,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
LL Cool J,
Bill Near,
Shuggie Otis,
Brand Nubian,
Moss Icon,
Audionom,
Reagan Youth,
Sun City Girls,
Stetsasonic,
The Offenders,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Ituana,
New Age Steppers,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Matthew Bourne,
Siglo XX,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Marc Almond,
Duran Duran,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Blancmange,
Lalann,
a-ha,
Smog,
The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy.
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.