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 South Africa and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Quantec to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Dave Clark Five. All the underground hits.
All Q and Not U tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Surgeon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moss Icon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Raincoats,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Moody Blues,
Hoover,
The Flesh Eaters,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Second Layer,
Au Pairs,
Bobby Womack,
Underground Resistance,
a-ha,
Sun City Girls,
World's Most,
Minnie Riperton,
Michelle Simonal,
Soulsonic Force,
Oneida,
Joensuu 1685,
Carl Craig,
Girls At Our Best!,
Gabor Szabo,
The Misunderstood,
Accadde A,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Lalann,
Silicon Teens,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
China Crisis,
Rekid,
Josef K,
Prince Buster,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Amon Düül II,
Desert Stars,
Metal Thangz,
MC5,
Depeche Mode,
Cymande,
OOIOO,
Goldenarms,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Tom Boy,
Echospace,
Mission of Burma,
The Music Machine,
The New Christs,
Audionom,
Agent Orange,
A Certain Ratio,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Avey Tare,
Arcadia,
The Beau Brummels,
Kerri Chandler,
The Walker Brothers,
Gang Gang Dance,
Severed Heads,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor.
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.