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 Bahamas and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Kool G Rap & DJ Polo to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Sam Rivers. All the underground hits.
All Patti Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every FM Einheit record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Magma,
Aural Exciters,
Rakim,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Trojans,
Joy Division,
Tubeway Army,
Anthony Braxton,
Blake Baxter,
Don Cherry,
Terry Callier,
Negative Approach,
Deakin,
Bronski Beat,
The Golliwogs,
Funkadelic,
Soul Sonic Force,
Subhumans,
The Seeds,
Japan,
Ultravox,
Loose Ends,
The Red Krayola,
Television,
The Invisible,
Electric Prunes,
The Mojo Men,
Eric Dolphy,
Swell Maps,
DNA,
Janne Schatter,
The American Breed,
Skarface,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Grey Daturas,
Neu!,
The Saints,
Sandy B,
Altered Images,
Andrew Hill,
One Last Wish,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Intrusion,
Man Parrish,
Boredoms,
CMW,
Gong,
Gastr Del Sol,
Mars,
Pagans,
The Gun Club,
The Cowsills,
The New Christs,
Chris & Cosey,
Ultimate Spinach,
a-ha,
Beasts of Bourbon,
R.M.O.,
Matthew Halsall,
Isaac Hayes,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.