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 Bahrain and from Hong Kong.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 marimba 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 Sound Behaviour to the techno 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 Public Image Ltd.. All the underground hits.
All Howard Jones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crime record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yusef Lateef record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lakeside,
The Black Dice,
CMW,
Lower 48,
Cymande,
the Bar-Kays,
Gang Gang Dance,
Echospace,
Kayak,
Panda Bear,
Blancmange,
Piero Umiliani,
Bob Dylan,
Trumans Water,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Invisible,
Absolute Body Control,
Von Mondo,
The Searchers,
Accadde A,
Barrington Levy,
Alison Limerick,
The Pretty Things,
Deadbeat,
Funky Four + One,
Kenny Larkin,
Ralphi Rosario,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Simply Red,
D'Angelo,
The Raincoats,
Buzzcocks,
The Blackbyrds,
Alice Coltrane,
Qualms,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Moby Grape,
The Happenings,
The Angels of Light,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Knickerbockers,
Dawn Penn,
Prince Buster,
The United States of America,
Minny Pops,
Ken Boothe,
Oneida,
Whodini,
The Durutti Column,
The Flesh Eaters,
Vainqueur,
Joyce Sims,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Sight & Sound,
Hardrive,
Urselle,
Swans,
Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty.
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.