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 Syria and from Woodstock.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Todd Terry to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Deepchord. All the underground hits.
All Lindisfarne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dennis Brown record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arcadia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Star Department,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Tommy Roe,
Carl Craig,
Moss Icon,
Duran Duran,
Gabor Szabo,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Vogues,
Hasil Adkins,
Kurtis Blow,
The Moody Blues,
Ice-T,
Archie Shepp,
Royal Trux,
Roxy Music,
Josef K,
the Fania All-Stars,
Chris & Cosey,
Depeche Mode,
The Slackers,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Gong,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Fear,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Charles Mingus,
Surgeon,
Danielle Patucci,
Sunsets and Hearts,
CMW,
Arcadia,
Arthur Verocai,
Sällskapet,
U.S. Maple,
ABBA,
Graham Central Station,
Maurizio,
ABC,
Lakeside,
Warren Ellis,
Girls At Our Best!,
Skaos,
Matthew Halsall,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Crooked Eye,
Isaac Hayes,
Moby Grape,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Infiniti,
The Toasters,
Soft Machine,
Eddi Front,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Andrew Hill,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Public Enemy, Public Enemy, Public Enemy, Public Enemy.
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.