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 Spain and from Bremen.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Ultra Naté to the jazz 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 Ultra Naté. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fatback Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 a sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Offenders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Technova,
Dark Day,
Procol Harum,
Funkadelic,
Joyce Sims,
Drexciya,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
These Immortal Souls,
Mo-Dettes,
Alton Ellis,
Con Funk Shun,
R.M.O.,
Carl Craig,
Jawbox,
The Sonics,
Thompson Twins,
Brass Construction,
James White and The Blacks,
Young Marble Giants,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Slackers,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Gang of Four,
Mad Mike,
World's Most,
Yusef Lateef,
Sandy B,
Sixth Finger,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Gap Band,
Matthew Halsall,
Lebanon Hanover,
Glenn Branca,
The Modern Lovers,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Electric Prunes,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Evens,
Moby Grape,
A Certain Ratio,
China Crisis,
Motorama,
Franke,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Zero Boys,
Aaron Thompson,
The Fire Engines,
The Birthday Party,
Tubeway Army,
UT,
The Buckinghams,
Iggy Pop,
Spoonie Gee,
Grandmaster Flash,
Cymande,
The Monochrome Set,
Fear,
Throbbing Gristle,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.