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 Estonia and from Mumbai.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Stetsasonic to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Juan Atkins. All the underground hits.
All Pantaleimon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Parry Music 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marmalade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ponytail,
Joe Smooth,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Von Mondo,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Avey Tare,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Neil Young,
Grauzone,
The Fortunes,
Kas Product,
Rakim,
Roxy Music,
K-Klass,
The Martian,
Circle Jerks,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Moody Blues,
Carl Craig,
Public Image Ltd.,
Lalo Schifrin,
Infiniti,
Oblivians,
Pierre Henry,
Bush Tetras,
Hasil Adkins,
Michelle Simonal,
Kevin Saunderson,
Wire,
Crispy Ambulance,
Henry Cow,
10cc,
Royal Trux,
The Monochrome Set,
Pharoah Sanders,
Boogie Down Productions,
Goldenarms,
Amon Düül II,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Dorothy Ashby,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Gang of Four,
Blake Baxter,
June of 44,
Roy Ayers,
Hashim,
Rosa Yemen,
The Last Poets,
Jawbox,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Mo-Dettes,
Pole,
Pantaleimon,
Ken Boothe,
The Gap Band,
Schoolly D,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
X-101,
Marvin Gaye,
UT,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.