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 Japan and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Mumbai.
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 1967 at the first Rodriguez 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the electroclash 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 Urselle. All the underground hits.
All Judy Mowatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Massinfluence record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Selector Dub Narcotic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Slave,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Pulsallama,
Unrelated Segments,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Talk Talk,
Thee Headcoats,
The Evens,
Carl Craig,
James White and The Blacks,
Stiv Bators,
Gong,
A Certain Ratio,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Mark Hollis,
Rites of Spring,
Thompson Twins,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Alice Coltrane,
The Cramps,
Gichy Dan,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Fire Engines,
Lucky Dragons,
Quantec,
Ohio Players,
Amon Düül,
Average White Band,
Judy Mowatt,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Moleskins,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Goldenarms,
Tomorrow,
Eli Mardock,
Lungfish,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Godley & Creme,
Erasure,
Isaac Hayes,
Terrestrial Tones,
David McCallum,
Wolf Eyes,
Bronski Beat,
Mission of Burma,
The Dead C,
Lalo Schifrin,
La Düsseldorf,
Althea and Donna,
Camberwell Now,
Sam Rivers,
Grandmaster Flash,
Negative Approach,
The Motions,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Eric Copeland,
Kevin Saunderson,
ABC,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Fortunes,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo XX.
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.