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 Samoa and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Davy DMX to the disco 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 Gastr Del Sol. All the underground hits.
All Marine Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dual Sessions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Funky Four + One record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marshall Jefferson,
Joe Smooth,
The Selecter,
Charles Mingus,
David Bowie,
Gil Scott Heron,
Simply Red,
Skriet,
Man Parrish,
The Cowsills,
Fluxion,
Bill Near,
The Star Department,
Bobby Byrd,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Lebanon Hanover,
Guru Guru,
Pere Ubu,
Moebius,
Juan Atkins,
Kenny Larkin,
kango's stein massive,
Echospace,
10cc,
Hashim,
Television,
OOIOO,
The Golliwogs,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Rites of Spring,
Cecil Taylor,
Depeche Mode,
Joensuu 1685,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Grey Daturas,
Kaleidoscope,
Frankie Knuckles,
Gastr Del Sol,
Sex Pistols,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Martian,
Minutemen,
X-102,
Pharoah Sanders,
John Coltrane,
X-Ray Spex,
The Busters,
Aaron Thompson,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
D'Angelo,
Kevin Saunderson,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Bobby Sherman,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Janne Schatter,
the Swans,
Sällskapet,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Cameo,
Schoolly D, Schoolly D, Schoolly D, Schoolly D.
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.