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 Ecuador and from Paris.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the organ 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 Selector Dub Narcotic to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Deepchord. All the underground hits.
All Panda Bear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Animal Collective record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Jeff Lynne,
The Skatalites,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Modern Lovers,
Crispian St. Peters,
Nas,
Rakim,
Bronski Beat,
Bobby Sherman,
Funkadelic,
Barrington Levy,
D'Angelo,
Jacob Miller,
Chris & Cosey,
The Moody Blues,
Tom Boy,
Yaz,
Alton Ellis,
Curtis Mayfield,
Lyres,
Aural Exciters,
Metal Thangz,
the Fania All-Stars,
Make Up,
Lou Reed,
a-ha,
The Move,
Magazine,
Easy Going,
The Electric Prunes,
The J.B.'s,
Andrew Hill,
Young Marble Giants,
Eyeless In Gaza,
K-Klass,
Das Ding,
Kevin Saunderson,
Reuben Wilson,
The Techniques,
Gregory Isaacs,
Pagans,
Jeff Mills,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Model 500,
Interpol,
kango's stein massive,
Dave Gahan,
Dual Sessions,
Trumans Water,
The Music Machine,
The Flesh Eaters,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Slits,
The Dave Clark Five,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sam Rivers,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Ralphi Rosario,
Zapp,
Livin' Joy,
The Real Kids, The Real Kids, The Real Kids, The Real Kids.
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.