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 Estonia and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 Lou Reed 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 Hasil Adkins to the grunge 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 Drexciya. All the underground hits.
All The Buckinghams tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mummies record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Frankie Knuckles record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Second Layer,
Kenny Larkin,
The Gap Band,
Parry Music,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Stereo Dub,
Albert Ayler,
Kurtis Blow,
LL Cool J,
Cybotron,
The Dave Clark Five,
the Germs,
Japan,
Barry Ungar,
Fugazi,
X-102,
Camouflage,
The Sonics,
Pylon,
Johnny Osbourne,
Kool Moe Dee,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Ultimate Spinach,
cv313,
Sarah Menescal,
Aswad,
The Stooges,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Fela Kuti,
The Knickerbockers,
Pulsallama,
Lungfish,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Gladiators,
The Shadows of Knight,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Techniques,
Oblivians,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The New Christs,
Wings,
Joe Smooth,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Heaven 17,
Ten City,
E-Dancer,
Marvin Gaye,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Man Eating Sloth,
Livin' Joy,
Janne Schatter,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sunsets and Hearts,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sex Pistols,
KRS-One,
Duran Duran,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Kas Product,
DNA,
Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios.
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.