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 Kazakhstan and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Lagos.
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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
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 Rotary Connection to the electroclash 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 The Blackbyrds. All the underground hits.
All New York Dolls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Country Teasers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Animal Collective,
Public Image Ltd.,
Can,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Barracudas,
Joensuu 1685,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Kurtis Blow,
The Dirtbombs,
The Last Poets,
Au Pairs,
Colin Newman,
The Star Department,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Deepchord,
Hot Snakes,
Suicide,
Roxette,
Oneida,
EPMD,
Mandrill,
The Raincoats,
T.S.O.L.,
Los Fastidios,
The Count Five,
the Soft Cell,
Heaven 17,
X-Ray Spex,
Easy Going,
Minor Threat,
Maurizio,
Sun City Girls,
Sixth Finger,
Silicon Teens,
Kaleidoscope,
DNA,
Hashim,
Gabor Szabo,
Charles Mingus,
Eric Copeland,
One Last Wish,
Deakin,
The Walker Brothers,
Icehouse,
Audionom,
Tres Demented,
Wasted Youth,
Banda Bassotti,
Prince Buster,
Cal Tjader,
Ultravox,
June of 44,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Suburban Knight,
Jeff Mills,
The Smiths,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Sound Behaviour,
Bobbi Humphrey,
John Holt,
Frankie Knuckles,
Hasil Adkins,
Reuben Wilson,
The Pretty Things, The Pretty Things, The Pretty Things, The Pretty Things.
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.