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 Somalia and from Mexico City.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Don Cherry to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Jesper Dahlbäck. All the underground hits.
All Sällskapet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warren Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Sonics,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Danielle Patucci,
Roger Hodgson,
Mantronix,
The Selecter,
Lakeside,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Lalo Schifrin,
Grandmaster Flash,
Jeff Mills,
The Five Americans,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Slave,
Ossler,
Albert Ayler,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Rakim,
Jerry's Kids,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Birthday Party,
Yaz,
Mo-Dettes,
X-102,
Prince Buster,
Crispy Ambulance,
Dead Boys,
Stereo Dub,
Parry Music,
Max Romeo,
Leonard Cohen,
Maurizio,
Au Pairs,
Joe Finger,
K-Klass,
Essential Logic,
Dennis Brown,
the Association,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Barclay James Harvest,
Simply Red,
Carl Craig,
EPMD,
The Residents,
Saccharine Trust,
Whodini,
Eurythmics,
Archie Shepp,
Bobby Sherman,
Minnie Riperton,
John Coltrane,
Hardrive,
Groovy Waters,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Basic Channel,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Golliwogs,
Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims.
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.