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 Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Manila.
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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the sitar 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 The Gories to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Excepter. All the underground hits.
All Marc Almond tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultra Naté record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sound Behaviour record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlback,
The Saints,
Sällskapet,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Monks,
Arthur Verocai,
Subhumans,
FM Einheit,
Motorama,
The Residents,
Mad Mike,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Derrick May,
Khruangbin,
Trumans Water,
Liliput,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
the Bar-Kays,
Excepter,
The Angels of Light,
The Count Five,
Gang of Four,
The Invisible,
Faraquet,
Sonic Youth,
Minor Threat,
Blancmange,
Soul II Soul,
Roxy Music,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Crime,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Quadrant,
Junior Murvin,
The Smiths,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Nils Olav,
Davy DMX,
Aswad,
Janne Schatter,
Crispian St. Peters,
Parry Music,
Throbbing Gristle,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Stereo Dub,
Joey Negro,
Bootsy Collins,
48th St. Collective,
Judy Mowatt,
The United States of America,
Ralphi Rosario,
John Coltrane,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Lower 48,
Hashim,
Shoche,
The Dead C,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Pierre Henry,
Y Pants,
The Black Dice,
World's Most,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy.
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.