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 Somalia and from Philadelphia.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 clarinet 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 Half Japanese to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Scion. All the underground hits.
All Whodini tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jacques Brel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ludus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick Morgan,
Eric B and Rakim,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Crispy Ambulance,
Technova,
Subhumans,
Ten City,
The United States of America,
John Cale,
Theoretical Girls,
Bush Tetras,
Kenny Larkin,
Bad Manners,
The Standells,
Cal Tjader,
The Sound,
Saccharine Trust,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Fugazi,
Kerri Chandler,
Hasil Adkins,
Buzzcocks,
Basic Channel,
Chris & Cosey,
Aaron Thompson,
Ken Boothe,
Sight & Sound,
Wally Richardson,
Maleditus Sound,
Avey Tare,
CMW,
Supertramp,
Hashim,
Ronan,
Kayak,
Juan Atkins,
Los Fastidios,
Eurythmics,
The Kinks,
Aswad,
K-Klass,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
ABBA,
Eric Dolphy,
The Sonics,
The Velvet Underground,
Junior Murvin,
Second Layer,
Glambeats Corp.,
Roy Ayers,
Grauzone,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Funky Four + One,
Albert Ayler,
48th St. Collective,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Jeff Mills,
Tom Boy,
Youth Brigade,
David McCallum,
Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet.
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.