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 Micronesia and from Stockholm.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Isaac Hayes to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Half Japanese. All the underground hits.
All Black Pus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thompson Twins 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Mills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Anthony Braxton,
Von Mondo,
The Leaves,
R.M.O.,
Judy Mowatt,
DJ Sneak,
The Golliwogs,
The Victims,
Malaria!,
Joensuu 1685,
Popol Vuh,
EPMD,
Arcadia,
The Gladiators,
Cluster,
The Moody Blues,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Barracudas,
Guru Guru,
Jawbox,
Joe Smooth,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
KRS-One,
Kerrie Biddell,
Bronski Beat,
Pet Shop Boys,
Nirvana,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Gastr Del Sol,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Howard Jones,
Matthew Bourne,
Yusef Lateef,
Country Teasers,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Evens,
Josef K,
The Searchers,
The Young Rascals,
Mandrill,
Grandmaster Flash,
Lower 48,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Detroit Cobras,
Nation of Ulysses,
Con Funk Shun,
Sugar Minott,
Index,
La Düsseldorf,
Urselle,
Terrestrial Tones,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Laurel Aitken,
Joe Finger,
Fela Kuti,
Soul II Soul,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Angels of Light,
Ten City,
New Order,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo.
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.