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 Montenegro and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the güiro 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 De La Soul & Jungle Brothers to the dance 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 Arthur Verocai. All the underground hits.
All Marvin Gaye tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deepchord 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Glenn Branca record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lightning Bolt,
Symarip,
The Kinks,
Subhumans,
The Motions,
The Doors,
Gil Scott Heron,
Rotary Connection,
Y Pants,
Quantec,
Grandmaster Flash,
Echospace,
Desert Stars,
Cameo,
Anakelly,
Sonic Youth,
Rakim,
DNA,
Circle Jerks,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Dirtbombs,
Barclay James Harvest,
Dave Gahan,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Index,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sun Ra,
The Litter,
Crash Course in Science,
Popol Vuh,
Maleditus Sound,
Stockholm Monsters,
Maurizio,
Amon Düül II,
Freddie Wadling,
Sun City Girls,
The Count Five,
The Black Dice,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Saccharine Trust,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Jesper Dahlback,
Bauhaus,
Visage,
Tomorrow,
In Retrospect,
JFA,
X-102,
Fluxion,
Essential Logic,
Oblivians,
Cheater Slicks,
Nas,
The J.B.'s,
Pole,
The Trojans,
The Pop Group,
Kayak,
The Neon Judgement,
FM Einheit,
Ultimate Spinach,
cv313, cv313, cv313, cv313.
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.