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 Gambia and from Jakarta.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the oboe 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 CMW to the jazz 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 The Misunderstood. All the underground hits.
All China Crisis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blake Baxter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Franke 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?
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Moebius,
Buzzcocks,
Young Marble Giants,
The Beau Brummels,
Roxette,
Y Pants,
The Pretty Things,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Kurtis Blow,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Amon Düül II,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
kango's stein massive,
Sun City Girls,
The Motions,
Danielle Patucci,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Intrusion,
Zero Boys,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Can,
June of 44,
Anakelly,
Aloha Tigers,
Das Ding,
Quando Quango,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Residents,
The Golliwogs,
Eve St. Jones,
Eddi Front,
D'Angelo,
Tomorrow,
ABC,
Bootsy Collins,
Rekid,
Qualms,
Warren Ellis,
Carl Craig,
The Sonics,
The Move,
Smog,
Television,
Charles Mingus,
Grandmaster Flash,
the Sonics,
Ultravox,
Chris & Cosey,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Harry Pussy,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Henry Cow,
Heaven 17,
The Fall,
Cal Tjader,
Juan Atkins,
Minor Threat,
The Angels of Light,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Stetsasonic,
Dave Gahan,
Suburban Knight,
Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses.
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.