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 Netherlands and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Lyres to the rap 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 Albert Ayler. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Main Source 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a E-Dancer record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marshall Jefferson,
Dorothy Ashby,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Motorama,
Lebanon Hanover,
Frankie Knuckles,
Rakim,
Half Japanese,
L. Decosne,
Eden Ahbez,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Move,
La Düsseldorf,
DJ Sneak,
Mission of Burma,
Eric Dolphy,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
EPMD,
Marvin Gaye,
Quadrant,
The Black Dice,
The Trojans,
Can,
Swell Maps,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Donny Hathaway,
Khruangbin,
Altered Images,
Supertramp,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Kevin Saunderson,
Scion,
Traffic Nightmare,
Rhythm & Sound,
Mandrill,
The Associates,
The Sonics,
This Heat,
New York Dolls,
Alton Ellis,
New Order,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Sun City Girls,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Deepchord,
Anthony Braxton,
Bush Tetras,
Terrestrial Tones,
Cymande,
Donald Byrd,
kango's stein massive,
Nirvana,
Kayak,
Suburban Knight,
Spoonie Gee,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Doors, The Doors, The Doors, The Doors.
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.