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 Croatia and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Hong Kong.
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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Second Layer to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Schoolly D. All the underground hits.
All Eric B and Rakim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eyeless In Gaza record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a ABC record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brand Nubian,
Metal Thangz,
The Dirtbombs,
Essential Logic,
The Techniques,
The Velvet Underground,
Ten City,
Byron Stingily,
Althea and Donna,
Funky Four + One,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Public Image Ltd.,
Ronnie Foster,
Ultravox,
the Normal,
Thompson Twins,
Royal Trux,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
David Bowie,
Eric Dolphy,
Ken Boothe,
LL Cool J,
Pantaleimon,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Barrington Levy,
Maleditus Sound,
Kas Product,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Minor Threat,
Big Daddy Kane,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
CMW,
The Misunderstood,
Liliput,
The Vogues,
Letta Mbulu,
Jeru the Damaja,
Lower 48,
Warren Ellis,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Aaron Thompson,
Black Pus,
Clear Light,
OOIOO,
Gerry Rafferty,
Buzzcocks,
Heaven 17,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Tubeway Army,
The Golliwogs,
Vladislav Delay,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
New Age Steppers,
Cybotron,
The Black Dice,
Bill Near,
Y Pants,
The Cramps,
Young Marble Giants,
Marmalade,
Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses.
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.