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 Panama and from Bremen.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Kinks to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Sugar Minott. All the underground hits.
All Bad Manners tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ash Ra Tempel 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gap Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Silicon Teens,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Monolake,
Bush Tetras,
Zero Boys,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Golliwogs,
Ken Boothe,
Motorama,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Amon Düül II,
Freddie Wadling,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Saccharine Trust,
K-Klass,
Television Personalities,
The Barracudas,
Swell Maps,
Goldenarms,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
A Flock of Seagulls,
U.S. Maple,
Joey Negro,
The Human League,
Dorothy Ashby,
Jacob Miller,
The Seeds,
The Star Department,
Amazonics,
Andrew Hill,
The Gun Club,
Parry Music,
Boredoms,
The Motions,
Essential Logic,
John Coltrane,
Archie Shepp,
Alphaville,
Oblivians,
ABC,
In Retrospect,
Ice-T,
Bobby Byrd,
Kaleidoscope,
Groovy Waters,
Sonic Youth,
Technova,
Jimmy McGriff,
Pierre Henry,
Ossler,
Camouflage,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Cramps,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Tomorrow,
Animal Collective,
The Searchers,
Bobby Womack,
La Düsseldorf,
Scratch Acid,
Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel.
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.