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 United States and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Accadde A to the disco 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 John Holt. All the underground hits.
All Lucky Dragons tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Smooth 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Junior Murvin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Slave,
Procol Harum,
World's Most,
Harmonia,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Mandrill,
Faust,
Aloha Tigers,
Fat Boys,
Lalo Schifrin,
Shuggie Otis,
The Cure,
Gang of Four,
Rekid,
A Certain Ratio,
Cecil Taylor,
Mission of Burma,
Kas Product,
Lightning Bolt,
Wally Richardson,
Maurizio,
Anthony Braxton,
Dennis Brown,
Metal Thangz,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Carl Craig,
Eve St. Jones,
Vainqueur,
Thee Headcoats,
Gang Green,
Grey Daturas,
Frankie Knuckles,
Little Man,
Roger Hodgson,
Smog,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Buzzcocks,
The Toasters,
LL Cool J,
Cameo,
The Modern Lovers,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Juan Atkins,
The Star Department,
Hasil Adkins,
Blossom Toes,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Steve Hackett,
E-Dancer,
Second Layer,
The Doobie Brothers,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Swell Maps,
DJ Style,
U.S. Maple,
Stockholm Monsters,
Yaz,
Depeche Mode,
Nico,
The Count Five,
Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound.
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.