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 China and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the theremin 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 DJ Sneak to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Jeff Mills. All the underground hits.
All Neil Young tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Human League record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonic Youth,
Banda Bassotti,
Popol Vuh,
Man Parrish,
Urselle,
Wings,
The Grass Roots,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Derrick Morgan,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Blossom Toes,
Amon Düül II,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
L. Decosne,
Jerry's Kids,
AZ,
Drexciya,
Animal Collective,
Can,
Kerri Chandler,
Neu!,
Jeff Mills,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Pierre Henry,
The Cowsills,
Kurtis Blow,
Yazoo,
Mars,
Gastr Del Sol,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Dave Gahan,
Stetsasonic,
The Pop Group,
The Flesh Eaters,
B.T. Express,
Maurizio,
Soft Machine,
Eddi Front,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Absolute Body Control,
Radiopuhelimet,
Black Sheep,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Lakeside,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Gladiators,
Flash Fearless,
Spandau Ballet,
Skriet,
Amon Düül,
Nas,
Newcleus,
The Mummies,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Johnny Osbourne,
Joe Smooth,
Audionom,
The Offenders,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee.
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.