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 Madagascar and from Portland.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Eli Mardock to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Bar-Kays. All the underground hits.
All Metal Thangz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Idris Muhammad record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quadrant record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Groovy Waters,
Echospace,
Freddie Wadling,
Josef K,
Kenny Larkin,
Roxette,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Invisible,
Ludus,
Pet Shop Boys,
Johnny Osbourne,
Moby Grape,
Half Japanese,
James White and The Blacks,
Ornette Coleman,
L. Decosne,
The Zeros,
Swell Maps,
Babytalk,
Brick,
The Count Five,
Boogie Down Productions,
Yaz,
The Monks,
Pierre Henry,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Hasil Adkins,
Kurtis Blow,
Zapp,
Stockholm Monsters,
Gang of Four,
Tears for Fears,
The Red Krayola,
The Gap Band,
Morten Harket,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Flipper,
Kevin Saunderson,
Rhythm & Sound,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Happenings,
Crispy Ambulance,
Popol Vuh,
Derrick May,
Ultimate Spinach,
Clear Light,
Janne Schatter,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Chris & Cosey,
The Stooges,
KRS-One,
Black Pus,
Animal Collective,
Ossler,
The Birthday Party,
The Dave Clark Five,
Essential Logic,
Mary Jane Girls,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Suburban Knight,
Aloha Tigers,
New Age Steppers,
In Retrospect,
the Association, the Association, the Association, the Association.
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.