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 Senegal and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 arpeggiator 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 Masters at Work to the funk 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 Section 25. All the underground hits.
All Mantronix tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stiv Bators record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Subhumans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Spoonie Gee,
Donny Hathaway,
Agitation Free,
Brick,
Derrick May,
Scratch Acid,
Isaac Hayes,
Bill Near,
Amazonics,
Sonny Sharrock,
Camberwell Now,
Zapp,
Todd Terry,
The Velvet Underground,
Porter Ricks,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Neil Young,
the Normal,
The Gap Band,
Black Pus,
Franke,
Kas Product,
Gichy Dan,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Buckinghams,
James White and The Blacks,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Malaria!,
Lyres,
The Names,
Clear Light,
Desert Stars,
The Evens,
Aloha Tigers,
Eurythmics,
Marcia Griffiths,
Lou Reed,
Byron Stingily,
Unwound,
Outsiders,
Warren Ellis,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Althea and Donna,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Judy Mowatt,
Toni Rubio,
The Dave Clark Five,
Fad Gadget,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Chris Corsano,
Arthur Verocai,
FM Einheit,
Tears for Fears,
Susan Cadogan,
The Trojans,
Suburban Knight,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis.
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.