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 India and from Houston.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Main Source to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Anthony Braxton. All the underground hits.
All Theoretical Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kaleidoscope 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 synthesizer and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marine Girls,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Neu!,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Gabor Szabo,
Siglo XX,
Marcia Griffiths,
Aswad,
Lower 48,
cv313,
Depeche Mode,
Ice-T,
Rod Modell,
Young Marble Giants,
David Bowie,
Johnny Osbourne,
Jacques Brel,
Nation of Ulysses,
Boredoms,
Goldenarms,
Tres Demented,
Section 25,
PIL,
Crooked Eye,
Nik Kershaw,
Blossom Toes,
Von Mondo,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Simply Red,
Chris & Cosey,
Supertramp,
Matthew Bourne,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Jerry's Kids,
Model 500,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Zeros,
Delta 5,
Jawbox,
Leonard Cohen,
New York Dolls,
Mandrill,
Brand Nubian,
The Dirtbombs,
Gong,
Soul Sonic Force,
David McCallum,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Toni Rubio,
Dave Gahan,
Alison Limerick,
T. Rex,
Second Layer,
Althea and Donna,
Lalo Schifrin,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Wire,
June of 44,
Mr. Review,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy.
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.