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 Haiti and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 Spokane and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 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 Essential Logic to the grime 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 Isaac Hayes. All the underground hits.
All Livin' Joy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lebanon Hanover 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yusef Lateef record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sisters of Mercy,
Bill Near,
Brothers Johnson,
The Associates,
Erykah Badu,
Godley & Creme,
The Star Department,
Minnie Riperton,
James White and The Blacks,
Funkadelic,
The Zeros,
E-Dancer,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Standells,
FM Einheit,
Jacques Brel,
Bronski Beat,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Metal Thangz,
Pierre Henry,
Mars,
Dorothy Ashby,
Dave Gahan,
Negative Approach,
K-Klass,
The Smoke,
Drexciya,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Cecil Taylor,
Mark Hollis,
Sonic Youth,
Zero Boys,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Chrome,
Howard Jones,
Black Moon,
Robert Görl,
Saccharine Trust,
T. Rex,
Man Eating Sloth,
the Slits,
Kayak,
Joe Smooth,
Janne Schatter,
The Slits,
Magma,
Smog,
Icehouse,
Warren Ellis,
Kas Product,
D'Angelo,
Dead Boys,
In Retrospect,
Bobby Sherman,
Kerri Chandler,
New Order,
Lakeside,
the Germs,
Curtis Mayfield,
Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant.
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.