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 Senegal and from Bremen.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 mellotron 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 The Moleskins to the dance 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 De La Soul & Jungle Brothers. All the underground hits.
All The Fuzztones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nation of Ulysses record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marshall Jefferson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Association,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Con Funk Shun,
Icehouse,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Lalo Schifrin,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Heaven 17,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Standells,
Kool Moe Dee,
Piero Umiliani,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Amazonics,
Smog,
Robert Görl,
Radio Birdman,
OOIOO,
Animal Collective,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Eli Mardock,
Schoolly D,
Black Pus,
Kurtis Blow,
Television Personalities,
Kayak,
Jandek,
Royal Trux,
Pulsallama,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Tommy Roe,
The Grass Roots,
X-102,
Von Mondo,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Fugs,
Magma,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Colin Newman,
La Düsseldorf,
CMW,
Roger Hodgson,
Alison Limerick,
Procol Harum,
Loose Ends,
The Detroit Cobras,
Neil Young,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Buckinghams,
Chris & Cosey,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Dawn Penn,
Kerrie Biddell,
Roy Ayers,
Henry Cow,
Marc Almond,
The Cramps,
Popol Vuh,
Deepchord,
Sound Behaviour,
Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti.
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.