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 Benin and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the 808 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 Reagan Youth to the rap 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 Sandy B. All the underground hits.
All The Electric Prunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Laurel Aitken record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aaron Thompson,
Kaleidoscope,
Gang Starr,
Pierre Henry,
Donald Byrd,
Eric Dolphy,
Andrew Hill,
Gang Green,
The Velvet Underground,
Black Moon,
Subhumans,
Eve St. Jones,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
X-102,
Freddie Wadling,
Iggy Pop,
The Remains,
Eden Ahbez,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Tom Boy,
Skriet,
Depeche Mode,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Moody Blues,
The Mummies,
Donny Hathaway,
48th St. Collective,
The Birthday Party,
Soul II Soul,
The Grass Roots,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Patti Smith,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Jawbox,
Fluxion,
Babytalk,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Ice-T,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Tomorrow,
Lou Reed,
Mandrill,
Pole,
The Vogues,
The Gladiators,
Lightning Bolt,
The Zeros,
Arab on Radar,
Cluster,
Joensuu 1685,
Radiopuhelimet,
Drexciya,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Residents,
Dark Day,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Crash Course in Science,
The Cowsills,
Todd Terry,
Moby Grape,
Fear,
Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17.
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.