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 Panama and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 marimba 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 MDC to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Drexciya tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Modern Lovers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a China Crisis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tropical Tobacco,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Amon Düül II,
Porter Ricks,
Traffic Nightmare,
Hot Snakes,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Cymande,
Rapeman,
Soul II Soul,
Marvin Gaye,
Prince Buster,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Gichy Dan,
Mark Hollis,
Chrome,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Anthony Braxton,
Derrick May,
JFA,
David McCallum,
Lucky Dragons,
PIL,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Sonny Sharrock,
Panda Bear,
Soulsonic Force,
The United States of America,
Dawn Penn,
The Residents,
Johnny Osbourne,
The New Christs,
Jerry's Kids,
Cal Tjader,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Janne Schatter,
Kurtis Blow,
Tim Buckley,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Sound Behaviour,
Von Mondo,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Kevin Saunderson,
Make Up,
kango's stein massive,
T.S.O.L.,
Amon Düül,
Althea and Donna,
Monolake,
Quadrant,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Evens,
David Axelrod,
Swell Maps,
Boogie Down Productions,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
A Certain Ratio,
Kerrie Biddell,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Delon & Dalcan,
Icehouse,
Public Enemy, Public Enemy, Public Enemy, Public Enemy.
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.