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 Mexico and from Calgary.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Smiths. All the underground hits.
All The Seeds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Janne Schatter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a 48th St. Collective record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Anthony Braxton,
Porter Ricks,
Ludus,
MDC,
Dual Sessions,
The Black Dice,
Freddie Wadling,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Can,
The Neon Judgement,
Grey Daturas,
Fluxion,
Traffic Nightmare,
Gastr Del Sol,
Half Japanese,
Quadrant,
Laurel Aitken,
The Skatalites,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Gichy Dan,
Livin' Joy,
Minor Threat,
Pulsallama,
Mary Jane Girls,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Radiopuhelimet,
Avey Tare,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Aswad,
Rotary Connection,
AZ,
JFA,
Charles Mingus,
Curtis Mayfield,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Silicon Teens,
Donald Byrd,
Marc Almond,
Barrington Levy,
Ronan,
EPMD,
Johnny Osbourne,
Tomorrow,
Peter & Gordon,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Monks,
Mission of Burma,
Matthew Bourne,
Andrew Hill,
UT,
Stiv Bators,
Basic Channel,
Steve Hackett,
Don Cherry,
Cecil Taylor,
New Age Steppers,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Tres Demented,
Lyres, Lyres, Lyres, Lyres.
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.