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 Peru and from Delhi.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
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 Roy Ayers Ubiquity to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Red Lorry Yellow Lorry. All the underground hits.
All June Days tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brothers Johnson 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
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 Joensuu 1685 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Schoolly D,
T. Rex,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Eddi Front,
Eric Copeland,
Susan Cadogan,
The Cowsills,
Q and Not U,
Maleditus Sound,
Slick Rick,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Evens,
Johnny Clarke,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Bobby Womack,
DJ Style,
Cameo,
The Star Department,
David Bowie,
Electric Prunes,
the Association,
X-101,
The Detroit Cobras,
Nils Olav,
The Sonics,
The Fire Engines,
The Red Krayola,
Ituana,
Junior Murvin,
Chrome,
Lyres,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Pretty Things,
The Raincoats,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Delon & Dalcan,
OOIOO,
Little Man,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
John Lydon,
The Offenders,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Circle Jerks,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Hoover,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Shadows of Knight,
Siglo XX,
Liliput,
Lungfish,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jeru the Damaja,
Sarah Menescal,
Alphaville,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Public Enemy,
Chris Corsano,
New Age Steppers,
Radio Birdman,
Con Funk Shun,
Freddie Wadling,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282.
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.