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 Azerbaijan and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Bologna.
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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the theremin 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 Carl Craig to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 New York Dolls. All the underground hits.
All Lindisfarne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unrelated Segments 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Duran Duran record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Franke,
Darondo,
Suburban Knight,
Alison Limerick,
Moebius,
Icehouse,
Robert Wyatt,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Hot Snakes,
Tubeway Army,
Das Ding,
Von Mondo,
Sexual Harrassment,
Half Japanese,
Eddi Front,
China Crisis,
The Trojans,
Frankie Knuckles,
Flipper,
Rites of Spring,
Bootsy Collins,
The Evens,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Mojo Men,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
David Bowie,
Japan,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Names,
The Birthday Party,
The Techniques,
The Last Poets,
Trumans Water,
Lalo Schifrin,
Unwound,
New Age Steppers,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
June Days,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Lakeside,
Donald Byrd,
Blancmange,
Panda Bear,
Nirvana,
Ronan,
Echospace,
Barrington Levy,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
DJ Sneak,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Nas,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Fat Boys,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ice-T,
The Mummies,
Big Daddy Kane,
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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.