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 Andorra 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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 A Certain Ratio to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Gregory Isaacs. All the underground hits.
All Loose Ends tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quantec record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sandy B record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Idris Muhammad,
Alton Ellis,
In Retrospect,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Hashim,
Bizarre Inc.,
Boogie Down Productions,
Todd Rundgren,
Jeff Mills,
Henry Cow,
Zero Boys,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Fortunes,
Symarip,
Eric Copeland,
Kaleidoscope,
Throbbing Gristle,
Tomorrow,
Cybotron,
kango's stein massive,
The Durutti Column,
Boredoms,
Junior Murvin,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Busters,
The Litter,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Camouflage,
Lyres,
The Barracudas,
The Alarm Clocks,
the Fania All-Stars,
Theoretical Girls,
Arcadia,
Scientists,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
E-Dancer,
Sugar Minott,
Funkadelic,
Cluster,
Traffic Nightmare,
Popol Vuh,
Basic Channel,
The Five Americans,
Judy Mowatt,
The Flesh Eaters,
Howard Jones,
Urselle,
Buzzcocks,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Public Image Ltd.,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Radiohead,
Hot Snakes,
Slick Rick,
Rekid,
The Electric Prunes,
Soft Machine,
The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground.
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.