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 Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Fugazi to the disco 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 Thompson Twins. All the underground hits.
All 10cc tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric B and Rakim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul II Soul,
Sun City Girls,
Hashim,
Flamin' Groovies,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Pet Shop Boys,
Duran Duran,
L. Decosne,
Joe Smooth,
Amazonics,
Rod Modell,
Guru Guru,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Velvet Underground,
Carl Craig,
Shoche,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Organ,
Crispy Ambulance,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Jerry's Kids,
Heaven 17,
David Axelrod,
Royal Trux,
Barry Ungar,
Jimmy McGriff,
K-Klass,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Pere Ubu,
The Slackers,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Saccharine Trust,
The Cure,
B.T. Express,
Masters at Work,
Animal Collective,
Maurizio,
Ralphi Rosario,
Trumans Water,
The Sound,
Danielle Patucci,
Bill Wells,
Groovy Waters,
DJ Sneak,
Graham Central Station,
Ultravox,
Fela Kuti,
The Tremeloes,
Lebanon Hanover,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Neil Young,
Jacob Miller,
Moebius,
48th St. Collective,
The New Christs,
Laurel Aitken,
Roxette,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
John Holt,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Divine Comedy,
Big Daddy Kane,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.