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 Zimbabwe and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Avey Tare to the disco 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 The Fall. All the underground hits.
All EPMD tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crispy Ambulance record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Basic Channel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Association,
Lou Reed,
Hot Snakes,
Pole,
Essential Logic,
Mantronix,
Blossom Toes,
Drive Like Jehu,
Wasted Youth,
Minor Threat,
Minnie Riperton,
The Standells,
Roger Hodgson,
Wolf Eyes,
Girls At Our Best!,
Robert Görl,
Echospace,
The Names,
Minny Pops,
John Holt,
10cc,
Country Teasers,
Cluster,
Nas,
Stetsasonic,
Scratch Acid,
Supertramp,
Derrick May,
K-Klass,
Hashim,
H. Thieme,
The Leaves,
Barrington Levy,
Boogie Down Productions,
Ultimate Spinach,
Jawbox,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Harmonia,
The Cowsills,
Albert Ayler,
Massinfluence,
Peter and Kerry,
Delta 5,
Brick,
Fatback Band,
Tres Demented,
Lightning Bolt,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Sugar Minott,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Scion,
Henry Cow,
The Stooges,
Piero Umiliani,
Kurtis Blow,
Chris & Cosey,
Harpers Bizarre,
Youth Brigade,
the Slits,
Accadde A,
Crispy Ambulance,
Yaz,
Idris Muhammad,
Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel.
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.