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 Algeria and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Radiohead to the funk 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 Arcadia. All the underground hits.
All Delon & Dalcan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 10cc 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Hutcherson,
Derrick May,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Skriet,
Bootsy Collins,
Eve St. Jones,
The Birthday Party,
The Invisible,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Brand Nubian,
Nik Kershaw,
Excepter,
Agitation Free,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Crime,
Ronnie Foster,
James White and The Blacks,
Scratch Acid,
Jimmy McGriff,
Nico,
Danielle Patucci,
Johnny Clarke,
Spoonie Gee,
Soul Sonic Force,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Count Five,
Organ,
Black Sheep,
Hot Snakes,
Pierre Henry,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Ice-T,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Von Mondo,
Scan 7,
Toni Rubio,
Barrington Levy,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Jacques Brel,
Silicon Teens,
The Blues Magoos,
Charles Mingus,
Minutemen,
Junior Murvin,
Radiohead,
Cheater Slicks,
Au Pairs,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Joe Smooth,
The Fuzztones,
The Gap Band,
Eli Mardock,
Aswad,
Animal Collective,
Rakim,
Marcia Griffiths,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Brick,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson.
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.