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 Singapore and from Mumbai.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the oboe 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 Rakim to the dance 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 Sällskapet. All the underground hits.
All The Smoke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Carl Craig 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Stooges,
Eddi Front,
The Leaves,
The Pretty Things,
The Fugs,
The Slits,
Steve Hackett,
Idris Muhammad,
Organ,
Minor Threat,
Pierre Henry,
Young Marble Giants,
Das Ding,
10cc,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Kurtis Blow,
Lungfish,
The Victims,
The Electric Prunes,
Joensuu 1685,
Oneida,
World's Most,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Babytalk,
Kayak,
The Raincoats,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Buckinghams,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
U.S. Maple,
The Human League,
KRS-One,
Faust,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Bobby Byrd,
Los Fastidios,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Moss Icon,
June Days,
Slick Rick,
Juan Atkins,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
E-Dancer,
Wasted Youth,
Archie Shepp,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Todd Rundgren,
Y Pants,
Moebius,
Deepchord,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Durutti Column,
Janne Schatter,
Stereo Dub,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Selecter,
Blancmange,
Flipper,
James White and The Blacks,
Talk Talk,
Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson.
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.