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 Maldives and from Hong Kong.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Harry Pussy to the punk 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 Nico. All the underground hits.
All Delta 5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every H. Thieme 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Frankie Knuckles record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yusef Lateef,
Guru Guru,
K-Klass,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Roxette,
Cluster,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Dave Clark Five,
Dark Day,
Can,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Bootsy Collins,
Pere Ubu,
Animal Collective,
Wally Richardson,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Index,
Dual Sessions,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Human League,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Qualms,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sarah Menescal,
Brand Nubian,
Bob Dylan,
Bobby Byrd,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Davy DMX,
Monks,
Pole,
The Standells,
Khruangbin,
Henry Cow,
Oblivians,
Faust,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Scrapy,
Jeff Mills,
Ponytail,
Skaos,
Prince Buster,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Visage,
Simply Red,
Rapeman,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Spoonie Gee,
Bronski Beat,
Peter & Gordon,
Flipper,
Japan,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Modern Lovers,
Alton Ellis,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
These Immortal Souls,
Mars,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Leonard Cohen,
10cc,
Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids.
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.