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 Serbia and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Copenhagen.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Jerry's Kids to the grime 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 Royal Trux. All the underground hits.
All Kayak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ossler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a kango's stein massive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Don Cherry,
Black Bananas,
The Fortunes,
Aloha Tigers,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
R.M.O.,
Tubeway Army,
Chrome,
Ralphi Rosario,
Camouflage,
EPMD,
Arab on Radar,
Bill Wells,
Sixth Finger,
Big Daddy Kane,
Oblivians,
Warren Ellis,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Average White Band,
This Heat,
Main Source,
Sparks,
Mary Jane Girls,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Dual Sessions,
Alphaville,
Jawbox,
The Smoke,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Radiohead,
Amazonics,
Faraquet,
Country Teasers,
Boz Scaggs,
Cal Tjader,
Marc Almond,
Mars,
Be Bop Deluxe,
T.S.O.L.,
The Star Department,
Rapeman,
Quantec,
The Leaves,
Rosa Yemen,
Matthew Bourne,
Nils Olav,
Quando Quango,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Alarm Clocks,
X-101,
The Durutti Column,
Khruangbin,
The Toasters,
Avey Tare,
Derrick May,
Cecil Taylor,
Albert Ayler,
Graham Central Station,
Pantytec,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity.
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.