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 Niger and from Hong Kong.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 guitar 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 New Age Steppers to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Janne Schatter. All the underground hits.
All The Black Dice tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grauzone record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Halsall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joyce Sims,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Soul II Soul,
Qualms,
Pantaleimon,
Heaven 17,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Amazonics,
Sex Pistols,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Q65,
The Invisible,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Talk Talk,
The Shadows of Knight,
Ohio Players,
The Slackers,
The New Christs,
Ralphi Rosario,
Man Parrish,
a-ha,
Whodini,
Spandau Ballet,
Neil Young,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Angels of Light,
Aloha Tigers,
Eden Ahbez,
Letta Mbulu,
Gang of Four,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Human League,
Arcadia,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
the Sonics,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Panda Bear,
The Victims,
EPMD,
China Crisis,
Thompson Twins,
Stockholm Monsters,
Patti Smith,
Bill Wells,
The Monochrome Set,
Flamin' Groovies,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Nico,
Skriet,
Accadde A,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Oneida,
Soft Cell,
The Black Dice,
Brand Nubian,
MDC,
FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit.
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.