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 Iceland and from Manila.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Chris Corsano to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 kango's stein massive. All the underground hits.
All Sun City Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marmalade record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cramps record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Terry,
Davy DMX,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Schoolly D,
Ten City,
John Foxx,
Guru Guru,
Public Enemy,
Patti Smith,
DNA,
Iggy Pop,
Janne Schatter,
Delta 5,
Girls At Our Best!,
Tim Buckley,
Suburban Knight,
Alton Ellis,
Joey Negro,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Mojo Men,
Reagan Youth,
The Names,
Model 500,
The Slackers,
Drexciya,
Shoche,
The Fall,
L. Decosne,
Soft Machine,
Monolake,
Black Sheep,
Scion,
The Angels of Light,
Scan 7,
Theoretical Girls,
Avey Tare,
Jesper Dahlback,
Soulsonic Force,
Zero Boys,
Anakelly,
Freddie Wadling,
Jeff Lynne,
Dorothy Ashby,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
John Cale,
Eric Dolphy,
Lindisfarne,
Robert Görl,
The Human League,
Brick,
The Star Department,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Scrapy,
the Swans,
Rhythm & Sound,
Warsaw,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Scientists,
Terry Callier,
Hashim,
Rosa Yemen, Rosa Yemen, Rosa Yemen, Rosa Yemen.
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.