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 Mongolia and from Spokane.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the güiro 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 Lalann to the jazz 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 Drexciya. All the underground hits.
All Arthur Verocai tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dark Day record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an oboe and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Manfred Mann's Earth Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Doobie Brothers,
Todd Terry,
L. Decosne,
Mo-Dettes,
Sunsets and Hearts,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Angels of Light,
Swell Maps,
Fluxion,
Skaos,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Godley & Creme,
The Stooges,
The Count Five,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Invisible,
Nils Olav,
Sugar Minott,
Johnny Osbourne,
Funkadelic,
The Young Rascals,
Fela Kuti,
Boz Scaggs,
Au Pairs,
The J.B.'s,
John Foxx,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Chris Corsano,
Pierre Henry,
Carl Craig,
Eden Ahbez,
Zapp,
Scion,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Qualms,
Aural Exciters,
The Cowsills,
Joe Finger,
Erykah Badu,
Aswad,
Blake Baxter,
Matthew Halsall,
Dorothy Ashby,
Pylon,
Flash Fearless,
Crime,
Gang Gang Dance,
Jawbox,
Sound Behaviour,
Accadde A,
Ice-T,
The Names,
Peter & Gordon,
The Victims,
LL Cool J,
Moss Icon,
Shuggie Otis,
Make Up,
Ultimate Spinach,
Bronski Beat,
The American Breed,
The Sonics,
Howard Jones,
Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane.
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.