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 Thailand and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Brothers Johnson to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Don Cherry. All the underground hits.
All Ohio Players tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter & Gordon 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Terry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joensuu 1685,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Terry Callier,
This Heat,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Howard Jones,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
EPMD,
Little Man,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Marvin Gaye,
the Association,
Second Layer,
Pet Shop Boys,
Aaron Thompson,
Sound Behaviour,
The Toasters,
Tim Buckley,
Electric Prunes,
Grandmaster Flash,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Tears for Fears,
The Doors,
Minnie Riperton,
Cal Tjader,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Velvet Underground,
The Five Americans,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
FM Einheit,
Maleditus Sound,
Trumans Water,
LL Cool J,
The Wake,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Frankie Knuckles,
Echospace,
The Leaves,
Agitation Free,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Delon & Dalcan,
Junior Murvin,
Rakim,
Anthony Braxton,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Joyce Sims,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
MDC,
Agent Orange,
Fear,
Smog,
Joey Negro,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Severed Heads,
Jandek,
Scan 7,
Toni Rubio,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Reagan Youth,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Minutemen,
The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds.
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.