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 Guatemala and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 DJ Style to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 cv313. All the underground hits.
All Stetsasonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skriet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 theremin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mad Mike record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
CMW,
Inner City,
The Residents,
Laurel Aitken,
Wings,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Spoonie Gee,
Ronan,
New Age Steppers,
OOIOO,
Brothers Johnson,
Mr. Review,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Cluster,
Main Source,
Danielle Patucci,
Davy DMX,
Crooked Eye,
Brass Construction,
Lebanon Hanover,
Cheater Slicks,
Surgeon,
Pharoah Sanders,
Lightning Bolt,
The Fugs,
The Busters,
Thompson Twins,
Steve Hackett,
The Birthday Party,
Khruangbin,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Smog,
Yellowson,
The Evens,
The Kinks,
Camouflage,
Amazonics,
The Blues Magoos,
Thee Headcoats,
Kas Product,
Organ,
Cybotron,
The Litter,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Seeds,
Wasted Youth,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Mo-Dettes,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Audionom,
The Human League,
Bootsy Collins,
Piero Umiliani,
Icehouse,
Bobby Womack,
Outsiders,
FM Einheit,
The Detroit Cobras,
Chris & Cosey,
Essential Logic,
Animal Collective,
Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside.
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.