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 Jamaica and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Davy DMX to the rock 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 Pere Ubu. All the underground hits.
All Aloha Tigers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Carl Craig 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hardrive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare 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?
Hardrive,
E-Dancer,
Pet Shop Boys,
Hoover,
Gabor Szabo,
UT,
World's Most,
Donald Byrd,
Camberwell Now,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Unwound,
Country Teasers,
The Durutti Column,
The Names,
Ronan,
Junior Murvin,
Ultravox,
Johnny Osbourne,
Be Bop Deluxe,
the Slits,
Tropical Tobacco,
KRS-One,
The Mighty Diamonds,
A Certain Ratio,
Pharoah Sanders,
Niagra,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Black Flag,
cv313,
Traffic Nightmare,
Minnie Riperton,
Pantytec,
Don Cherry,
Aaron Thompson,
Cybotron,
Black Pus,
The Remains,
The Dead C,
Bobby Byrd,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
U.S. Maple,
Joensuu 1685,
The Fall,
Silicon Teens,
Kaleidoscope,
The Happenings,
Marmalade,
The Misunderstood,
The Tremeloes,
The Gap Band,
Gastr Del Sol,
Alice Coltrane,
JFA,
PIL,
Index,
The Fire Engines,
The Buckinghams,
The Golliwogs,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Popol Vuh,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band.
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.