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 Syria and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 chamberlin 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 Panda Bear to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Gap Band. All the underground hits.
All Circle Jerks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Busters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 an oboe and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mandrill record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
UT,
Carl Craig,
Ossler,
Easy Going,
Barbara Tucker,
Radio Birdman,
Barrington Levy,
James White and The Blacks,
The Last Poets,
Drexciya,
Wolf Eyes,
the Swans,
Faust,
Tres Demented,
Fat Boys,
Morten Harket,
Anthony Braxton,
Johnny Osbourne,
John Foxx,
Eden Ahbez,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Marc Almond,
Malaria!,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Moody Blues,
Lindisfarne,
Newcleus,
Interpol,
The Litter,
Groovy Waters,
Black Moon,
Can,
Metal Thangz,
Nas,
The Real Kids,
Lower 48,
Eric B and Rakim,
Frankie Knuckles,
Fatback Band,
Soft Cell,
Reuben Wilson,
LL Cool J,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Silicon Teens,
Marine Girls,
Skriet,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Black Dice,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Skatalites,
The Happenings,
Jimmy McGriff,
Yellowson,
Adolescents,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Fela Kuti,
Sonic Youth,
Outsiders,
Pet Shop Boys,
Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza.
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.