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 Togo and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 The Gories to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Soul II Soul. All the underground hits.
All Ohio Players tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dead C record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Heavy D & The Boyz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Schoolly D,
Silicon Teens,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Second Layer,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Clear Light,
Kerri Chandler,
Essential Logic,
Brick,
Y Pants,
Jeru the Damaja,
Jacques Brel,
Andrew Hill,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Marine Girls,
PIL,
The Fall,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Accadde A,
Kayak,
Cecil Taylor,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
John Holt,
Rod Modell,
The Blackbyrds,
Delta 5,
Bizarre Inc.,
Fluxion,
Janne Schatter,
Maurizio,
The Dave Clark Five,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Yazoo,
Mandrill,
MDC,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Golliwogs,
Joe Finger,
The Star Department,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Rosa Yemen,
Wally Richardson,
Crispian St. Peters,
Funkadelic,
Juan Atkins,
In Retrospect,
Moss Icon,
John Lydon,
Cymande,
Pulsallama,
Skaos,
Procol Harum,
KRS-One,
The Kinks,
The Raincoats,
Buzzcocks,
Peter & Gordon,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Parry Music,
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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.