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 Sierra Leone and from Glasgow.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 harpsichord 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 Skaos to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Whodini. All the underground hits.
All The Grass Roots tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Q65 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kas Product record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rakim,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
David Bowie,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Bad Manners,
Tommy Roe,
Maurizio,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Unrelated Segments,
Josef K,
The Busters,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Camouflage,
Lower 48,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Walker Brothers,
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Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Fuzztones,
Q65,
Cal Tjader,
Janne Schatter,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Carl Craig,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Girls At Our Best!,
MC5,
Dennis Brown,
Mandrill,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Pretty Things,
The Zeros,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Birthday Party,
The Fortunes,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
D'Angelo,
Tres Demented,
The Associates,
The Cure,
The Motions,
Aloha Tigers,
Harpers Bizarre,
Gang Green,
Newcleus,
The Invisible,
Yellowson,
Khruangbin,
Gang Starr,
Cecil Taylor,
U.S. Maple,
Public Enemy,
Black Bananas,
Matthew Bourne,
James White and The Blacks,
Jimmy McGriff,
Darondo,
Ponytail,
Flipper,
Half Japanese,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.
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.