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 Brazil and from Tehran.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Arcadia to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Nation of Ulysses. All the underground hits.
All Drexciya tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Television Personalities record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alton Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Niagra,
The Monochrome Set,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Grauzone,
The Toasters,
Country Teasers,
Juan Atkins,
The Fortunes,
CMW,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Massinfluence,
These Immortal Souls,
Stereo Dub,
Cluster,
Hardrive,
Archie Shepp,
MDC,
Yaz,
The Sound,
Peter & Gordon,
The Red Krayola,
Accadde A,
Gerry Rafferty,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Aloha Tigers,
R.M.O.,
Ultra Naté,
Oblivians,
Skriet,
The Stooges,
Anakelly,
kango's stein massive,
Max Romeo,
Terry Callier,
Mars,
Pulsallama,
EPMD,
D'Angelo,
Cameo,
Agent Orange,
Black Bananas,
Monolake,
Bob Dylan,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Sonics,
The Alarm Clocks,
Ultimate Spinach,
Dual Sessions,
Johnny Osbourne,
Bang On A Can,
Funkadelic,
Mark Hollis,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Barrington Levy,
Tommy Roe,
K-Klass,
Pharoah Sanders,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Doors, The Doors, The Doors, The Doors.
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.