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 Toronto.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the marimba 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 48th St. Collective to the jazz 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 Piero Umiliani. All the underground hits.
All Hashim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül II 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dorothy Ashby,
Grey Daturas,
Spandau Ballet,
Gil Scott Heron,
Nils Olav,
The Invisible,
K-Klass,
Eric Dolphy,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Yaz,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Wally Richardson,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The J.B.'s,
Harpers Bizarre,
Theoretical Girls,
Cluster,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Jeff Mills,
the Soft Cell,
Rod Modell,
Severed Heads,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Black Dice,
The Stooges,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
DJ Style,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Howard Jones,
Magma,
Vladislav Delay,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Charles Mingus,
Second Layer,
Man Parrish,
Icehouse,
Darondo,
Massinfluence,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Drexciya,
Fluxion,
The Slits,
Maleditus Sound,
Todd Terry,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Altered Images,
Jacob Miller,
Ohio Players,
New Age Steppers,
The Selecter,
Mr. Review,
Spoonie Gee,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Arcadia,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Basic Channel,
Technova,
Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub.
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.