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 Laos and from Accra.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The Tremeloes to the disco 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 Jeff Mills. All the underground hits.
All Arab on Radar tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Symarip record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Michelle Simonal,
Pharoah Sanders,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Mars,
Todd Rundgren,
Lyres,
The Moody Blues,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Jimmy McGriff,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Divine Comedy,
Arthur Verocai,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
the Soft Cell,
Amon Düül,
Whodini,
Altered Images,
The Fugs,
Gong,
Newcleus,
Trumans Water,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Quantec,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Angels of Light,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Absolute Body Control,
Black Bananas,
Moby Grape,
Skarface,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Wolf Eyes,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Pop Group,
Loose Ends,
Crime,
Lalann,
Neil Young,
The Walker Brothers,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Girls At Our Best!,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Flash Fearless,
Au Pairs,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Black Dice,
Lalo Schifrin,
Alice Coltrane,
Malaria!,
10cc,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Schoolly D,
Kerrie Biddell,
Technova,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Monks,
Subhumans,
Warsaw,
Severed Heads,
Echospace,
FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit.
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.