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 Lesotho and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 güiro 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 Quadrant to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Bluetip. All the underground hits.
All Main Source tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every AZ record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Magazine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lakeside,
Royal Trux,
Procol Harum,
Fluxion,
Black Pus,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Modern Lovers,
John Holt,
Sam Rivers,
Outsiders,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Thompson Twins,
Susan Cadogan,
Hardrive,
One Last Wish,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
cv313,
Model 500,
Hasil Adkins,
The Techniques,
Glenn Branca,
Sällskapet,
Eve St. Jones,
Soft Cell,
Qualms,
Fear,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bronski Beat,
Stockholm Monsters,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Albert Ayler,
Saccharine Trust,
Absolute Body Control,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Arcadia,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Stooges,
Max Romeo,
Bluetip,
ABBA,
China Crisis,
The Buckinghams,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Young Rascals,
Loose Ends,
The Fuzztones,
Mark Hollis,
The Seeds,
Ice-T,
Kurtis Blow,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Kevin Saunderson,
Bootsy Collins,
Average White Band,
Ronnie Foster,
Barbara Tucker,
Pagans,
The Toasters,
The Invisible,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Panda Bear,
The Litter, The Litter, The Litter, The Litter.
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.