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 Liberia and from Delhi.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 clarinet 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 Eyeless In Gaza to the rock 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 Traffic Nightmare. All the underground hits.
All E-Dancer tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minny Pops 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
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 Davy DMX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alton Ellis,
K-Klass,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Jeff Mills,
Skriet,
The Red Krayola,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Barracudas,
Barbara Tucker,
Maleditus Sound,
The Real Kids,
Rekid,
Lindisfarne,
Shuggie Otis,
Bang On A Can,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Radio Birdman,
kango's stein massive,
Gil Scott Heron,
Q and Not U,
Schoolly D,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Aaron Thompson,
Guru Guru,
Thompson Twins,
Absolute Body Control,
Moby Grape,
Public Enemy,
Whodini,
Chris Corsano,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Average White Band,
MC5,
E-Dancer,
Wings,
Young Marble Giants,
The Gun Club,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Mad Mike,
The Fire Engines,
FM Einheit,
Zero Boys,
Index,
Jesper Dahlback,
Yaz,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Pagans,
Tim Buckley,
The Five Americans,
Interpol,
The Beau Brummels,
Barry Ungar,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Matthew Bourne,
John Foxx,
Trumans Water,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Stetsasonic,
Ultra Naté,
Metal Thangz,
Donny Hathaway,
Hot Snakes,
Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai.
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.