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 Tanzania and from Jakarta.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 chamberlin 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 Donald Byrd to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Janne Schatter. All the underground hits.
All Mo-Dettes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kas Product record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 clarinet and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Bourne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Archie Shepp,
Von Mondo,
The Smoke,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Moleskins,
Shoche,
Whodini,
Ornette Coleman,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Robert Görl,
Moby Grape,
Sonic Youth,
Essential Logic,
Tom Boy,
Graham Central Station,
The Standells,
The Raincoats,
Yellowson,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Pretty Things,
Kevin Saunderson,
Morten Harket,
Fluxion,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Vainqueur,
The Techniques,
The Real Kids,
Public Image Ltd.,
Massinfluence,
the Soft Cell,
Minnie Riperton,
Sexual Harrassment,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Wake,
David Axelrod,
Y Pants,
Surgeon,
Hardrive,
Mo-Dettes,
Rapeman,
Magma,
Warren Ellis,
Cameo,
Fatback Band,
Jeru the Damaja,
Prince Buster,
The Dirtbombs,
Skarface,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Arthur Verocai,
Eurythmics,
Cymande,
Arcadia,
Avey Tare,
The Associates,
Scratch Acid,
Aural Exciters,
Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims.
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.