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 Japan and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the 808 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 Ultra Naté to the grunge 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 The Shadows of Knight. All the underground hits.
All Brick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quadrant record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bootsy Collins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hoover,
Echospace,
The Associates,
The Young Rascals,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
the Soft Cell,
Eurythmics,
Whodini,
Youth Brigade,
Adolescents,
David McCallum,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
These Immortal Souls,
Little Man,
DNA,
E-Dancer,
Underground Resistance,
Kerrie Biddell,
Juan Atkins,
Brick,
Susan Cadogan,
Wolf Eyes,
Darondo,
Marine Girls,
Visage,
Bronski Beat,
Pantytec,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Public Image Ltd.,
Depeche Mode,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Mummies,
Joey Negro,
the Germs,
U.S. Maple,
H. Thieme,
Average White Band,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Con Funk Shun,
Toni Rubio,
June Days,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Soul II Soul,
Joe Finger,
Urselle,
Bush Tetras,
Smog,
Index,
Iggy Pop,
Animal Collective,
Crispian St. Peters,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Second Layer,
Nick Fraelich,
Fat Boys,
The Pop Group,
Gang Gang Dance,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Black Flag,
MC5,
Nation of Ulysses,
Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef.
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.