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 Brazil and from Sao Paulo.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Donny Hathaway to the crunk 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel. All the underground hits.
All Suburban Knight tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boogie Down Productions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a One Last Wish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Loose Ends,
Black Pus,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Young Rascals,
The Busters,
Ultra Naté,
Spandau Ballet,
The Dave Clark Five,
Whodini,
the Slits,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Amazonics,
Rakim,
Japan,
The Black Dice,
Chris Corsano,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Gerry Rafferty,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Tomorrow,
Dorothy Ashby,
Zapp,
Bang On A Can,
These Immortal Souls,
Massinfluence,
James White and The Blacks,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Michelle Simonal,
Donald Byrd,
Rites of Spring,
Mandrill,
Swans,
Negative Approach,
Soul II Soul,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
the Swans,
The Music Machine,
Eddi Front,
Q and Not U,
Harpers Bizarre,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Shadows of Knight,
Eric Dolphy,
Blossom Toes,
Average White Band,
Aloha Tigers,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Jerry's Kids,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Fear,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Danielle Patucci,
the Sonics,
Electric Prunes,
The Techniques,
Icehouse,
Joe Finger,
Kas Product,
D'Angelo, D'Angelo, D'Angelo, D'Angelo.
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.