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 Slovenia and from Copenhagen.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Infiniti to the crunk 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 Glenn Branca. All the underground hits.
All Quantec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris Corsano 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tom Boy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kas Product,
Barbara Tucker,
Pantaleimon,
Grandmaster Flash,
Mark Hollis,
Yusef Lateef,
DJ Style,
Delon & Dalcan,
Amon Düül II,
Angry Samoans,
The Buckinghams,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Rosa Yemen,
R.M.O.,
Nick Fraelich,
Mary Jane Girls,
Sonny Sharrock,
Marcia Griffiths,
Marshall Jefferson,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Martian,
the Association,
Nas,
The Saints,
Black Pus,
The Evens,
Donny Hathaway,
Altered Images,
Black Moon,
Unrelated Segments,
Bobby Womack,
Trumans Water,
8 Eyed Spy,
Malaria!,
The Velvet Underground,
Warren Ellis,
Rhythm & Sound,
Bobby Byrd,
The Trojans,
Brass Construction,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Eden Ahbez,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Television Personalities,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Real Kids,
Cal Tjader,
Joyce Sims,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
F. McDonald,
Idris Muhammad,
Lee Hazlewood,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Stereo Dub,
The Shadows of Knight,
Chris & Cosey,
Sandy B,
Jacob Miller,
Khruangbin,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Litter,
The Gories,
Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys.
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.