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 Bolivia and from Jakarta.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Rufus Thomas 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 the Fania All-Stars. All the underground hits.
All Newcleus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Von Mondo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joey Negro,
Boredoms,
Joensuu 1685,
Quando Quango,
Peter and Kerry,
Robert Görl,
Nick Fraelich,
Darondo,
Chrome,
Rhythm & Sound,
Girls At Our Best!,
Bizarre Inc.,
Camouflage,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Angels of Light,
Au Pairs,
Camberwell Now,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Adolescents,
Hardrive,
Clear Light,
The Selecter,
Barrington Levy,
Cecil Taylor,
Aloha Tigers,
Royal Trux,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
John Lydon,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Toasters,
Accadde A,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Metal Thangz,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Lower 48,
One Last Wish,
Blossom Toes,
Patti Smith,
Moby Grape,
Make Up,
Carl Craig,
Joe Finger,
Isaac Hayes,
Scrapy,
Barclay James Harvest,
Funkadelic,
H. Thieme,
The Litter,
Fela Kuti,
This Heat,
Kayak,
Roxy Music,
Ultra Naté,
Minnie Riperton,
Sarah Menescal,
Gong,
Curtis Mayfield,
Alton Ellis,
Sonny Sharrock,
Pantytec,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques.
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.