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 Croatia and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Beau Brummels to the techno 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 Altered Images. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Negative Approach record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 a synthesizer and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick May record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Christie,
Gabor Szabo,
Aaron Thompson,
Warren Ellis,
Piero Umiliani,
Babytalk,
Blossom Toes,
Theoretical Girls,
Gong,
Neil Young,
Moss Icon,
The Young Rascals,
Monks,
Alice Coltrane,
Camberwell Now,
Isaac Hayes,
The Searchers,
Robert Hood,
Soul Sonic Force,
Dennis Brown,
Blake Baxter,
DJ Style,
Delta 5,
the Soft Cell,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
New Order,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bang On A Can,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Silicon Teens,
Peter and Kerry,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Gories,
The Flesh Eaters,
Janne Schatter,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Jawbox,
Ossler,
Das Ding,
Max Romeo,
Kool Moe Dee,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Animal Collective,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Severed Heads,
Robert Wyatt,
X-101,
the Normal,
Audionom,
Negative Approach,
Guru Guru,
Todd Terry,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Accadde A,
Wally Richardson,
Khruangbin,
Unrelated Segments,
Sexual Harrassment,
Marine Girls,
the Swans,
Rhythm & Sound,
Sandy B,
Thee Headcoats,
The Seeds, The Seeds, The Seeds, The Seeds.
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.