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 Croatia and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Last Poets to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Index. All the underground hits.
All Ituana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warren Ellis 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Basic Channel,
Black Flag,
Idris Muhammad,
Bang On A Can,
Jeru the Damaja,
the Bar-Kays,
Arcadia,
Derrick Morgan,
Rod Modell,
Althea and Donna,
The Beau Brummels,
kango's stein massive,
Aural Exciters,
Wings,
Chris Corsano,
Minor Threat,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Real Kids,
Black Bananas,
Howard Jones,
Thee Headcoats,
The Zeros,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Vainqueur,
The Motions,
Metal Thangz,
Ponytail,
Hot Snakes,
The Fortunes,
The Pop Group,
John Cale,
The Martian,
Johnny Clarke,
Rapeman,
JFA,
Jeff Mills,
U.S. Maple,
June of 44,
the Swans,
Yazoo,
Graham Central Station,
Aaron Thompson,
the Fania All-Stars,
Index,
Marcia Griffiths,
Cecil Taylor,
Television,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Motorama,
Crooked Eye,
Q and Not U,
Sun Ra,
The Moody Blues,
Spoonie Gee,
John Foxx,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
EPMD,
David Axelrod,
Pagans,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Boogie Down Productions,
Fela Kuti,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.