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 Guyana and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 808 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 Stereo Dub to the rap 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 Lalann. All the underground hits.
All Sugar Minott tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Copeland 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Todd Terry,
Infiniti,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Tim Buckley,
This Heat,
Ronan,
Janne Schatter,
Qualms,
The Saints,
kango's stein massive,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Mary Jane Girls,
Liliput,
James White and The Blacks,
The Trojans,
Glambeats Corp.,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
H. Thieme,
Soul Sonic Force,
Maleditus Sound,
Albert Ayler,
Public Enemy,
Magma,
Anakelly,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Boz Scaggs,
48th St. Collective,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Surgeon,
These Immortal Souls,
Fat Boys,
Hashim,
Gang Starr,
LL Cool J,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Ultimate Spinach,
Flamin' Groovies,
Royal Trux,
Charles Mingus,
Das Ding,
Thompson Twins,
Nirvana,
Alphaville,
Mad Mike,
Quando Quango,
Bobby Sherman,
Vainqueur,
Neu!,
The Flesh Eaters,
Curtis Mayfield,
Schoolly D,
The Fortunes,
Barbara Tucker,
FM Einheit,
Quadrant,
Sun City Girls,
Model 500,
Sonic Youth,
Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani.
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.