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 Philippines and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 linndrum 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 Ronan to the disco 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 Goldenarms. All the underground hits.
All Absolute Body Control tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every James Chance & The Contortions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Connie Case record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jerry Gold Smith,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sixth Finger,
Lyres,
Jandek,
Delon & Dalcan,
Q and Not U,
Amon Düül II,
Josef K,
Lou Christie,
Neil Young,
The Velvet Underground,
Rakim,
Wasted Youth,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Silicon Teens,
The Angels of Light,
Funkadelic,
DJ Style,
Pere Ubu,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Wings,
Inner City,
Tubeway Army,
Country Teasers,
Symarip,
Mission of Burma,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Mojo Men,
The Pop Group,
Harry Pussy,
KRS-One,
Hasil Adkins,
Franke,
Hardrive,
Goldenarms,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Bobby Byrd,
Erasure,
The Grass Roots,
Theoretical Girls,
Nation of Ulysses,
Von Mondo,
The Birthday Party,
Charles Mingus,
Rapeman,
Eli Mardock,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Organ,
Minor Threat,
The Detroit Cobras,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Letta Mbulu,
Young Marble Giants,
Babytalk,
Blossom Toes,
Supertramp,
Nik Kershaw,
Vainqueur,
Frankie Knuckles,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7.
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.