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 Morocco and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet 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 The Durutti Column to the disco 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 Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds. All the underground hits.
All Flamin' Groovies tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Urselle 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Siglo XX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Section 25,
Marshall Jefferson,
Das Ding,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Stooges,
The Black Dice,
The Slackers,
Funkadelic,
Sun Ra,
Motorama,
Gabor Szabo,
Royal Trux,
Rufus Thomas,
The United States of America,
Crash Course in Science,
Fluxion,
Franke,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Panda Bear,
CMW,
Model 500,
Funky Four + One,
Sparks,
Oneida,
the Bar-Kays,
Amon Düül,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Flipper,
Andrew Hill,
Ronnie Foster,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Bobby Byrd,
The Trojans,
The Walker Brothers,
the Sonics,
F. McDonald,
Index,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Siglo XX,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
La Düsseldorf,
Crime,
a-ha,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Vladislav Delay,
The Gap Band,
Sandy B,
One Last Wish,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
DJ Sneak,
The Electric Prunes,
Wolf Eyes,
Delon & Dalcan,
Angry Samoans,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Ice-T,
The Happenings,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Motions, The Motions, The Motions, The Motions.
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.