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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Calgary.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Isaac Hayes to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Hoover. All the underground hits.
All Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barrington Levy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 an organ and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Trumans Water record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Babytalk,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Lakeside,
Bush Tetras,
The Angels of Light,
Make Up,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Eli Mardock,
Gabor Szabo,
Dave Gahan,
Crispy Ambulance,
Suicide,
Pole,
Black Sheep,
Negative Approach,
Black Moon,
Main Source,
Archie Shepp,
Alison Limerick,
Scratch Acid,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Gil Scott Heron,
Alphaville,
Wings,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Spandau Ballet,
Godley & Creme,
Junior Murvin,
Q65,
The Vogues,
Qualms,
Essential Logic,
Franke,
Kerrie Biddell,
Boredoms,
Public Image Ltd.,
Derrick Morgan,
Donald Byrd,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bobby Sherman,
Isaac Hayes,
David Axelrod,
Graham Central Station,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Susan Cadogan,
Lindisfarne,
Eric Dolphy,
The Misunderstood,
Flipper,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Stiv Bators,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Delon & Dalcan,
Eric Copeland,
Panda Bear,
Dennis Brown,
Banda Bassotti,
the Normal,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.