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 Bahrain and from Copenhagen.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the 808 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 Mary Jane Girls to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Yellowson. All the underground hits.
All The Divine Comedy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric B and Rakim 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Heaven 17 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 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?
Shuggie Otis,
Scion,
The Golliwogs,
Amon Düül II,
Urselle,
The Standells,
Popol Vuh,
Sandy B,
Ronnie Foster,
Don Cherry,
Anakelly,
The Pop Group,
The Offenders,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Howard Jones,
The Stooges,
Moby Grape,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Gories,
Barbara Tucker,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sonic Youth,
Deadbeat,
World's Most,
The American Breed,
Thompson Twins,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
8 Eyed Spy,
Kerri Chandler,
Funky Four + One,
Sugar Minott,
Nico,
Sun Ra,
Scott Walker,
The Smiths,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Groovy Waters,
Subhumans,
Jacques Brel,
48th St. Collective,
Sarah Menescal,
Connie Case,
Gastr Del Sol,
Babytalk,
The Human League,
Rotary Connection,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Fatback Band,
Mo-Dettes,
Brick,
Panda Bear,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Kevin Saunderson,
Skarface,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Dirtbombs,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Iggy Pop,
PIL, PIL, PIL, PIL.
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.