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 Palau and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the güiro 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 Average White Band to the disco 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 Johnny Clarke. All the underground hits.
All The Dave Clark Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hot Snakes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 Yellowson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Monolake,
World's Most,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Public Enemy,
Bronski Beat,
Royal Trux,
Mandrill,
cv313,
Babytalk,
Arthur Verocai,
The Toasters,
Joe Finger,
The Stooges,
Absolute Body Control,
Isaac Hayes,
Radiopuhelimet,
In Retrospect,
Motorama,
Make Up,
Bush Tetras,
Gang Starr,
Goldenarms,
The Evens,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Crispy Ambulance,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Chris & Cosey,
The Litter,
EPMD,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
One Last Wish,
Minor Threat,
Lalo Schifrin,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Wire,
Gichy Dan,
Anthony Braxton,
Crooked Eye,
Loose Ends,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Joyce Sims,
K-Klass,
PIL,
Maurizio,
Mark Hollis,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Fluxion,
Josef K,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Terry Callier,
Kerrie Biddell,
8 Eyed Spy,
Shoche,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Cure,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Barracudas,
T. Rex,
Lower 48,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Jimmy McGriff,
Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon.
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.