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 Taiwan and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Soul II Soul to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Schoolly D. All the underground hits.
All Skaos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eurythmics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gastr Del Sol record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Johnny Clarke,
The Detroit Cobras,
Kerrie Biddell,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Man Eating Sloth,
Eric Dolphy,
Robert Görl,
Boredoms,
Connie Case,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Lakeside,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Lou Reed,
Dawn Penn,
Reagan Youth,
Crime,
The Modern Lovers,
Eurythmics,
the Germs,
Wings,
Marine Girls,
Brand Nubian,
8 Eyed Spy,
Moby Grape,
Popol Vuh,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Roxy Music,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Eric Copeland,
Marshall Jefferson,
Todd Terry,
Sound Behaviour,
David Bowie,
New York Dolls,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Bad Manners,
Funkadelic,
Jerry Gold Smith,
D'Angelo,
The Fortunes,
Supertramp,
Hasil Adkins,
Electric Prunes,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Scrapy,
Ultra Naté,
Pierre Henry,
Smog,
Fatback Band,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Quadrant,
Ohio Players,
DJ Style,
Newcleus,
The Litter,
Erasure,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Alton Ellis,
Glambeats Corp.,
Marmalade,
Aaron Thompson,
Nirvana,
Henry Cow, Henry Cow, Henry Cow, Henry Cow.
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.