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 Costa Rica and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Todd Terry to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Kas Product. All the underground hits.
All China Crisis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mr. Review record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pantaleimon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wings,
Matthew Bourne,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Smoke,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Derrick May,
The Golliwogs,
The Kinks,
Sam Rivers,
Warren Ellis,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Fela Kuti,
Jeff Mills,
The Sound,
Crime,
Donny Hathaway,
Rufus Thomas,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Mr. Review,
Au Pairs,
LL Cool J,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Man Parrish,
Mars,
Gerry Rafferty,
Eurythmics,
The Associates,
Black Flag,
Sexual Harrassment,
Gang Green,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lebanon Hanover,
Ralphi Rosario,
Leonard Cohen,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Traffic Nightmare,
Tears for Fears,
The Fall,
Camouflage,
Janne Schatter,
Crash Course in Science,
Kas Product,
Motorama,
Can,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
This Heat,
Eric Dolphy,
Easy Going,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Ken Boothe,
Joey Negro,
X-102,
Robert Hood,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
cv313,
Animal Collective,
The Wake,
Black Bananas,
the Fania All-Stars,
Eli Mardock,
Crooked Eye,
Robert Görl,
Sarah Menescal,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.