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 Greece and from Manchester.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 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 Silicon Teens to the disco 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 Lonnie Liston Smith. All the underground hits.
All June Days tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonny Sharrock 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 '80s 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 Crooked Eye record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Terry,
Black Moon,
Charles Mingus,
Tomorrow,
Sixth Finger,
The Star Department,
Marvin Gaye,
Flash Fearless,
Skaos,
Severed Heads,
Vladislav Delay,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Five Americans,
Thee Headcoats,
The Young Rascals,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Soft Cell,
Cluster,
Donny Hathaway,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gastr Del Sol,
Scion,
Connie Case,
Black Sheep,
Simply Red,
Lakeside,
Dual Sessions,
World's Most,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Golliwogs,
Drive Like Jehu,
Minny Pops,
Pole,
ABC,
Kerri Chandler,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Frankie Knuckles,
Marmalade,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sun City Girls,
Minor Threat,
Marine Girls,
Jerry's Kids,
Absolute Body Control,
Television,
Niagra,
Eden Ahbez,
Harry Pussy,
Q65,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ten City,
Derrick Morgan,
New York Dolls,
The Techniques,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Ituana,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Slits,
Nation of Ulysses,
Joe Smooth,
Quando Quango,
Livin' Joy,
Crime,
The New Christs, The New Christs, The New Christs, The New Christs.
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.