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 Lesotho 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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
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 8 Eyed Spy to the grime 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 Deepchord. All the underground hits.
All the Association tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pulsallama record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yusef Lateef record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mary Jane Girls,
Steve Hackett,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Ultra Naté,
World's Most,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Stiv Bators,
China Crisis,
the Soft Cell,
The Music Machine,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Eve St. Jones,
Marmalade,
Alison Limerick,
The Leaves,
Malaria!,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Wire,
Youth Brigade,
Bill Wells,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
FM Einheit,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Nik Kershaw,
The Velvet Underground,
Letta Mbulu,
The Busters,
Intrusion,
Angry Samoans,
The Angels of Light,
The J.B.'s,
Todd Rundgren,
Blake Baxter,
Thompson Twins,
Terry Callier,
Crash Course in Science,
Skriet,
Vainqueur,
Rakim,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Iggy Pop,
Accadde A,
F. McDonald,
One Last Wish,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Swell Maps,
Hashim,
Man Eating Sloth,
X-101,
Vladislav Delay,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Alphaville,
T. Rex,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Bobby Sherman,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Robert Görl,
Goldenarms,
Marvin Gaye,
Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls.
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.