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 Iran and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 theremin 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 Stereo Dub to the funk 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 Cecil Taylor. All the underground hits.
All Hasil Adkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Matthew Halsall record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 marimba and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott Heron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Depeche Mode,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Sun City Girls,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Rites of Spring,
Buzzcocks,
Don Cherry,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Unrelated Segments,
Basic Channel,
Gregory Isaacs,
Sarah Menescal,
Jimmy McGriff,
Johnny Clarke,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Jerry's Kids,
Boz Scaggs,
Warsaw,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Divine Comedy,
World's Most,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Gichy Dan,
Glambeats Corp.,
David McCallum,
Deepchord,
Goldenarms,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Nation of Ulysses,
Aloha Tigers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Saints,
The Vogues,
Can,
The Knickerbockers,
Ponytail,
AZ,
MC5,
The Move,
Audionom,
Ronnie Foster,
Mission of Burma,
Albert Ayler,
Avey Tare,
Rekid,
La Düsseldorf,
Hot Snakes,
Y Pants,
Circle Jerks,
Section 25,
Bob Dylan,
The Raincoats,
The Barracudas,
Flamin' Groovies,
Deakin,
Jeff Mills,
Masters at Work,
Kevin Saunderson,
The New Christs,
Jeru the Damaja,
Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai.
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.