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 Kiribati and from Tokyo.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 Holger Czukay 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 Nirvana to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Alton Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Bourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scientists record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Mills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Nirvana,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Severed Heads,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Scan 7,
Los Fastidios,
Alton Ellis,
Porter Ricks,
Sällskapet,
Crash Course in Science,
Popol Vuh,
Aural Exciters,
The Knickerbockers,
Supertramp,
Radiopuhelimet,
This Heat,
Neu!,
Underground Resistance,
Bobby Byrd,
Average White Band,
Scott Walker,
Idris Muhammad,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Dirtbombs,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Chrome,
Brass Construction,
Liliput,
Amon Düül II,
World's Most,
FM Einheit,
Lou Reed,
The Moody Blues,
Masters at Work,
Rapeman,
Flamin' Groovies,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Joyce Sims,
James Chance & The Contortions,
X-101,
Desert Stars,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Lucky Dragons,
Pylon,
Faust,
Ten City,
Fluxion,
Roy Ayers,
Andrew Hill,
Jimmy McGriff,
New Order,
10cc,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Jacques Brel,
Tropical Tobacco,
Vladislav Delay,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth.
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.