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 Maldives and from Madrid.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 Don Cherry to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Barry Ungar. All the underground hits.
All Skaos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Mills record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Carl Craig,
Index,
The Pop Group,
48th St. Collective,
Quadrant,
Yazoo,
Ronnie Foster,
Pantytec,
The Moody Blues,
Boz Scaggs,
Suicide,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
DNA,
Bill Near,
These Immortal Souls,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Franke,
Sexual Harrassment,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Dead Boys,
The Sisters of Mercy,
cv313,
Bobby Byrd,
Fad Gadget,
Anakelly,
Von Mondo,
Second Layer,
The Moleskins,
Guru Guru,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Slick Rick,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Janne Schatter,
Crispian St. Peters,
Robert Görl,
Nation of Ulysses,
Roxette,
The Last Poets,
The Doobie Brothers,
Arab on Radar,
Wally Richardson,
the Normal,
Aural Exciters,
The Slackers,
Erasure,
Ohio Players,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Don Cherry,
The Shadows of Knight,
David McCallum,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Chris & Cosey,
Monolake,
Lightning Bolt,
Cybotron,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Soul Sonic Force,
Half Japanese,
Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station.
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.