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 Argentina and from Beijing.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 theremin 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 Duran Duran to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Kevin Saunderson. All the underground hits.
All June of 44 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Half Japanese 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bush Tetras record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boz Scaggs,
Lower 48,
Black Moon,
the Soft Cell,
Section 25,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sixth Finger,
MC5,
Sonic Youth,
Model 500,
These Immortal Souls,
The Last Poets,
Swell Maps,
Lindisfarne,
Laurel Aitken,
Ossler,
Television,
Amon Düül,
Rufus Thomas,
Pet Shop Boys,
China Crisis,
Stiv Bators,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Isaac Hayes,
Al Stewart,
Judy Mowatt,
Fluxion,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Terry Callier,
Aaron Thompson,
Magma,
Grauzone,
Arthur Verocai,
Shoche,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Yusef Lateef,
DNA,
The Fugs,
Rapeman,
Symarip,
Derrick May,
The Kinks,
Charles Mingus,
X-101,
Audionom,
Ituana,
Sun Ra,
LL Cool J,
Todd Terry,
Avey Tare,
Second Layer,
Essential Logic,
Icehouse,
Kaleidoscope,
AZ,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Black Bananas,
This Heat,
Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci.
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.