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 Laos and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the snare 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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam to the grime 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 Eric Dolphy. All the underground hits.
All Judy Mowatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Althea and Donna record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unrelated Segments record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Big Daddy Kane,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Unrelated Segments,
Babytalk,
The Misunderstood,
Ralphi Rosario,
MC5,
Kool Moe Dee,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Tom Boy,
Pylon,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Jerry's Kids,
U.S. Maple,
The Slackers,
Fear,
The Leaves,
Crime,
Lou Christie,
Erykah Badu,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Ultimate Spinach,
Kenny Larkin,
Al Stewart,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Isaac Hayes,
The Busters,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Bootsy Collins,
Soft Machine,
Public Image Ltd.,
T.S.O.L.,
Soul II Soul,
John Lydon,
The Red Krayola,
Scott Walker,
PIL,
The Flesh Eaters,
Metal Thangz,
Cluster,
Matthew Halsall,
Sound Behaviour,
Underground Resistance,
Chris Corsano,
Model 500,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Angels of Light,
Crispian St. Peters,
Curtis Mayfield,
Donald Byrd,
FM Einheit,
Alton Ellis,
Porter Ricks,
Organ,
Thompson Twins,
Carl Craig,
The Grass Roots,
The United States of America,
Lucky Dragons,
Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne.
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.