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 Lithuania and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 Robert Palmer 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 Eli Mardock 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 Frankie Knuckles. All the underground hits.
All Thompson Twins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rufus Thomas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gregory Isaacs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Y Pants,
Slave,
Fear,
Parry Music,
The Gap Band,
Gabor Szabo,
Henry Cow,
Gang Green,
Bush Tetras,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Black Dice,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
E-Dancer,
Wolf Eyes,
Deepchord,
PIL,
Fugazi,
Throbbing Gristle,
Nation of Ulysses,
Danielle Patucci,
Symarip,
Gastr Del Sol,
Maleditus Sound,
Mission of Burma,
Yazoo,
The Tremeloes,
Tommy Roe,
Barrington Levy,
Oblivians,
Nico,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Simply Red,
Audionom,
The Alarm Clocks,
8 Eyed Spy,
Funky Four + One,
The Skatalites,
Robert Wyatt,
Kool Moe Dee,
Skarface,
Traffic Nightmare,
Erykah Badu,
the Slits,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Gerry Rafferty,
Eric B and Rakim,
In Retrospect,
Gong,
Model 500,
Glenn Branca,
Freddie Wadling,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Judy Mowatt,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Mr. Review,
Jacob Miller,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Wings,
Jimmy McGriff,
Ice-T,
Gregory Isaacs,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.