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 Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 harpsichord 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 Jeff Mills to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 World's Most. All the underground hits.
All Letta Mbulu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sixth Finger 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mantronix record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Gap Band,
Mad Mike,
The Stooges,
Kenny Larkin,
Rufus Thomas,
Public Enemy,
Chris Corsano,
Pylon,
Boogie Down Productions,
Television,
Derrick May,
Agent Orange,
Erykah Badu,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Country Teasers,
Susan Cadogan,
The Angels of Light,
Wire,
The Pop Group,
Bobby Womack,
Average White Band,
Accadde A,
Con Funk Shun,
The Mojo Men,
Gang Gang Dance,
Pharoah Sanders,
Dennis Brown,
The Modern Lovers,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Shuggie Otis,
Pet Shop Boys,
Todd Rundgren,
Gabor Szabo,
Liliput,
T. Rex,
Suicide,
Dawn Penn,
The Toasters,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Cluster,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Q and Not U,
Funkadelic,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Roy Ayers,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Mummies,
Scientists,
X-101,
Cal Tjader,
Basic Channel,
Kevin Saunderson,
Deakin,
Fugazi,
Mantronix,
Hasil Adkins,
Alphaville,
Dorothy Ashby,
Parry Music,
Sällskapet, Sällskapet, Sällskapet, Sällskapet.
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.