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 Afghanistan and from Paris.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
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 AZ to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Blossom Toes. All the underground hits.
All The Motions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Selecter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cure record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Kaleidoscope,
Con Funk Shun,
Amon Düül,
Yusef Lateef,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Basic Channel,
Rapeman,
Outsiders,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Flesh Eaters,
Sister Nancy,
Scan 7,
T.S.O.L.,
The United States of America,
Icehouse,
The Searchers,
Urselle,
the Human League,
Ornette Coleman,
Darondo,
EPMD,
Radio Birdman,
Piero Umiliani,
Adolescents,
Chris Corsano,
Hot Snakes,
Soul II Soul,
Delta 5,
Kool Moe Dee,
kango's stein massive,
Johnny Osbourne,
Crooked Eye,
Gastr Del Sol,
Barry Ungar,
Fear,
Lou Christie,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Kevin Saunderson,
Rotary Connection,
Vladislav Delay,
Todd Terry,
The Barracudas,
Cheater Slicks,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Bootsy Collins,
Grauzone,
Dorothy Ashby,
Ituana,
Moby Grape,
Theoretical Girls,
Donny Hathaway,
8 Eyed Spy,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Mantronix,
Robert Hood,
Radiohead,
Mo-Dettes,
Flash Fearless,
Easy Going,
Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling.
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.