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 Jordan and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Beijing.
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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Cybotron to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Deadbeat. All the underground hits.
All Outsiders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kevin Saunderson 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yellowson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Tom Boy,
Rotary Connection,
The New Christs,
Lebanon Hanover,
Ken Boothe,
David McCallum,
Arthur Verocai,
Boz Scaggs,
Tres Demented,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Loose Ends,
The Knickerbockers,
Guru Guru,
DJ Style,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Brothers Johnson,
MC5,
LL Cool J,
The Grass Roots,
Jacob Miller,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Minny Pops,
Joyce Sims,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Dennis Brown,
KRS-One,
the Swans,
Zero Boys,
Charles Mingus,
John Foxx,
Anakelly,
Vladislav Delay,
Graham Central Station,
The Associates,
Pere Ubu,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Ten City,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
kango's stein massive,
The United States of America,
The Saints,
Laurel Aitken,
Fad Gadget,
Pharoah Sanders,
Sugar Minott,
Scientists,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Eden Ahbez,
The Birthday Party,
Mo-Dettes,
Liliput,
The Smoke,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
New Order,
JFA,
Ralphi Rosario,
Jacques Brel,
Kas Product,
The Fall,
MDC,
The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light.
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.