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 Tuvalu and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 theremin 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 Marine Girls to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Kool G Rap & DJ Polo. All the underground hits.
All Jandek tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Normal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool G Rap & DJ Polo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Rod Modell,
Vladislav Delay,
New Age Steppers,
Sun City Girls,
Darondo,
Fela Kuti,
Accadde A,
Janne Schatter,
MC5,
The Velvet Underground,
Deakin,
Intrusion,
Quando Quango,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Music Machine,
Sun Ra,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Altered Images,
Deadbeat,
ABC,
Franke,
Curtis Mayfield,
Barrington Levy,
Frankie Knuckles,
Saccharine Trust,
Wire,
D'Angelo,
Second Layer,
Prince Buster,
Shoche,
the Germs,
The Moleskins,
Camberwell Now,
Stetsasonic,
The Pretty Things,
Angry Samoans,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
In Retrospect,
Terrestrial Tones,
Maleditus Sound,
Outsiders,
X-Ray Spex,
Blancmange,
Smog,
The Fugs,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Roy Ayers,
Vainqueur,
Kayak,
Bootsy Collins,
Black Moon,
The Barracudas,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Delon & Dalcan,
Faust,
Pagans,
Sister Nancy,
Barbara Tucker,
10cc,
The Toasters,
Donald Byrd, Donald Byrd, Donald Byrd, Donald Byrd.
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.