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 Albania and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 güiro 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 Beasts of Bourbon to the techno 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 Carl Craig. All the underground hits.
All Lungfish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every One Last Wish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a OOIOO 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?
Erykah Badu,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Cheater Slicks,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
New Age Steppers,
Joyce Sims,
Idris Muhammad,
Fat Boys,
June Days,
The Remains,
Goldenarms,
Jacob Miller,
Bluetip,
Johnny Clarke,
Harry Pussy,
a-ha,
Nik Kershaw,
Delta 5,
Susan Cadogan,
8 Eyed Spy,
Gregory Isaacs,
Dennis Brown,
Spoonie Gee,
Deepchord,
Bang On A Can,
Gang Starr,
PIL,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Rufus Thomas,
The Knickerbockers,
Jandek,
Suburban Knight,
Wire,
Television,
Sister Nancy,
Talk Talk,
Girls At Our Best!,
Sugar Minott,
Blake Baxter,
The Angels of Light,
Arthur Verocai,
Soft Machine,
Matthew Bourne,
Public Image Ltd.,
Jacques Brel,
The Wake,
Quantec,
Avey Tare,
10cc,
Tears for Fears,
Buzzcocks,
Pylon,
EPMD,
The Modern Lovers,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Animal Collective,
The Last Poets,
Wally Richardson,
Section 25,
Soft Cell,
48th St. Collective,
Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel.
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.