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 Mongolia and from Stockholm.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Lou Reed to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Shuggie Otis. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Carl Craig record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Technova record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet 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?
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Sun Ra,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Black Sheep,
Derrick May,
Idris Muhammad,
Todd Terry,
The Star Department,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Janne Schatter,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Gastr Del Sol,
New Age Steppers,
Radiohead,
Wally Richardson,
The Toasters,
Davy DMX,
T.S.O.L.,
Yellowson,
DNA,
F. McDonald,
Sunsets and Hearts,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Rites of Spring,
Marvin Gaye,
Aswad,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Alphaville,
DJ Style,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Ronnie Foster,
Main Source,
The Mummies,
Derrick Morgan,
Q and Not U,
Brass Construction,
Spoonie Gee,
The Shadows of Knight,
Circle Jerks,
The Offenders,
The Zeros,
The Fugs,
Monolake,
CMW,
MC5,
These Immortal Souls,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Young Rascals,
Connie Case,
The Slackers,
Johnny Clarke,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Victims,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
A Certain Ratio,
Mantronix,
Lalann,
Robert Hood,
Echospace,
The Mojo Men,
the Slits,
Agent Orange, Agent Orange, Agent Orange, Agent Orange.
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.