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 Sri Lanka and from London.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Joey Negro to the funk 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 Minny Pops. All the underground hits.
All Arcadia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crash Course in Science record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Iggy Pop,
Matthew Bourne,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Fatback Band,
The Victims,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Monks,
Tom Boy,
Avey Tare,
R.M.O.,
Bobby Womack,
Gastr Del Sol,
Zapp,
The Selecter,
Tears for Fears,
Technova,
This Heat,
Lakeside,
Stiv Bators,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Oneida,
Gil Scott Heron,
Monolake,
The Angels of Light,
Eric Copeland,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Bobby Byrd,
Parry Music,
Pantaleimon,
Soft Machine,
Roxette,
The Red Krayola,
Robert Wyatt,
Dual Sessions,
Moss Icon,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
David Axelrod,
Minutemen,
The Pretty Things,
The Martian,
The Names,
The Raincoats,
The Star Department,
The Stooges,
Bluetip,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Mark Hollis,
Babytalk,
The Cowsills,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lyres,
David McCallum,
Laurel Aitken,
Electric Prunes, Electric Prunes, Electric Prunes, Electric Prunes.
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.