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 Iraq and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
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 EPMD to the electroclash 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 The Monks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Underground Resistance record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Siglo XX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DJ Style,
Cluster,
The Star Department,
Mr. Review,
Lalo Schifrin,
KRS-One,
the Normal,
James White and The Blacks,
Lower 48,
Panda Bear,
The Motions,
The Raincoats,
Minny Pops,
Youth Brigade,
Jacques Brel,
Basic Channel,
Skriet,
The Happenings,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Buzzcocks,
The Names,
Thee Headcoats,
The Litter,
David Axelrod,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Darondo,
Eli Mardock,
Kayak,
Arthur Verocai,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Sonny Sharrock,
Von Mondo,
Section 25,
The Young Rascals,
Freddie Wadling,
Wolf Eyes,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Seeds,
Porter Ricks,
Flipper,
Tears for Fears,
The Human League,
Soft Cell,
Joey Negro,
Derrick Morgan,
Scientists,
Circle Jerks,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ultravox,
Trumans Water,
Hot Snakes,
Absolute Body Control,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Blancmange,
Public Enemy,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Iggy Pop,
New Age Steppers,
Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey.
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.