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 Singapore and from Shanghai.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 chamberlin 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 The Peanut Butter Conspiracy to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Jacob Miller. All the underground hits.
All Gang Starr tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Royal Family And The Poor record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Deakin,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Massinfluence,
Archie Shepp,
Hardrive,
Boogie Down Productions,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Skriet,
The Red Krayola,
Swans,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Niagra,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
La Düsseldorf,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Modern Lovers,
Shoche,
Grandmaster Flash,
Byron Stingily,
Oneida,
Drexciya,
Ronan,
Kerri Chandler,
Marcia Griffiths,
Agitation Free,
Brothers Johnson,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Victims,
Ornette Coleman,
Pet Shop Boys,
Loose Ends,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Aural Exciters,
The Pop Group,
Urselle,
Gichy Dan,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Yusef Lateef,
Howard Jones,
Monolake,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Dave Gahan,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Zeros,
Wolf Eyes,
AZ,
cv313,
Colin Newman,
The Music Machine,
Depeche Mode,
Silicon Teens,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Delta 5,
Ituana, Ituana, Ituana, Ituana.
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.