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 Kosovo and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the sitar 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 Frankie Knuckles to the electroclash 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 Sam Rivers. All the underground hits.
All Idris Muhammad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cure 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Modern Lovers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marcia Griffiths,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Section 25,
New Order,
Alton Ellis,
Nas,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Minor Threat,
Wolf Eyes,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Dead C,
Stiv Bators,
Lalo Schifrin,
Ronnie Foster,
Aswad,
DJ Style,
A Flock of Seagulls,
L. Decosne,
The Mojo Men,
Oneida,
Skarface,
Panda Bear,
Max Romeo,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Public Image Ltd.,
Man Parrish,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Mo-Dettes,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Slackers,
Deakin,
Surgeon,
Dual Sessions,
MC5,
Cybotron,
Heaven 17,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Pere Ubu,
The Gap Band,
Interpol,
The New Christs,
In Retrospect,
Harmonia,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Eric Copeland,
Royal Trux,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Blues Magoos,
Severed Heads,
Radiopuhelimet,
Henry Cow,
T.S.O.L.,
Grandmaster Flash,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
D'Angelo,
Eve St. Jones,
John Cale,
Excepter,
Sly & The Family Stone,
John Foxx,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Avey Tare, Avey Tare, Avey Tare, Avey Tare.
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.