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 Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 linndrum 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 Jeff Mills 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz. All the underground hits.
All Joyce Sims tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Drexciya record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a a-ha record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Normal,
James White and The Blacks,
Skaos,
The Dead C,
Wings,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Graham Central Station,
Schoolly D,
Arcadia,
Nas,
Delta 5,
Max Romeo,
Lungfish,
Flipper,
Danielle Patucci,
Trumans Water,
Todd Rundgren,
Yellowson,
Eric Dolphy,
The Gories,
Ituana,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Skatalites,
Andrew Hill,
Warren Ellis,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Joey Negro,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Aural Exciters,
Man Parrish,
The Misunderstood,
The Gap Band,
Nico,
Nik Kershaw,
Inner City,
The Smiths,
John Holt,
The Star Department,
Eddi Front,
Theoretical Girls,
Absolute Body Control,
The Knickerbockers,
Malaria!,
T.S.O.L.,
Silicon Teens,
Lightning Bolt,
Harry Pussy,
Avey Tare,
Peter & Gordon,
The Cowsills,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Lou Reed,
Tomorrow,
Public Enemy,
Y Pants,
John Lydon,
Jeru the Damaja,
Kevin Saunderson,
Rosa Yemen,
Magazine,
Buzzcocks,
Yusef Lateef,
Gang Gang Dance,
Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys.
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.