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 Sudan 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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Ronan to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Clear Light. All the underground hits.
All Maurizio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neu! record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sister Nancy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Busters,
Gang Gang Dance,
Lucky Dragons,
Boz Scaggs,
Procol Harum,
Public Enemy,
Scientists,
Eric B and Rakim,
FM Einheit,
The Golliwogs,
Colin Newman,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Tropical Tobacco,
Piero Umiliani,
Jacob Miller,
the Human League,
Model 500,
Spoonie Gee,
Blake Baxter,
Glambeats Corp.,
Angry Samoans,
Pharoah Sanders,
Bluetip,
Sugar Minott,
Organ,
Main Source,
Fat Boys,
Porter Ricks,
Cheater Slicks,
The New Christs,
The Wake,
Boogie Down Productions,
Jerry's Kids,
Tom Boy,
Zero Boys,
The Gories,
The Gun Club,
Delon & Dalcan,
Barbara Tucker,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sun Ra,
Mission of Burma,
CMW,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Robert Görl,
Eric Dolphy,
La Düsseldorf,
Crash Course in Science,
Marvin Gaye,
U.S. Maple,
Flash Fearless,
Skarface,
Visage,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Skaos,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Gang Starr,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Saints,
The Blues Magoos,
The Associates,
PIL,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago.
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.