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 Equatorial Guinea and from Toronto.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Buzzcocks 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 MC5. All the underground hits.
All Art Ensemble Of Chicago tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thompson Twins 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Frankie Knuckles record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris Corsano,
Gabor Szabo,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Scan 7,
Vainqueur,
Cecil Taylor,
Rekid,
Swans,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Angels of Light,
Theoretical Girls,
The Moleskins,
Delta 5,
Soul Sonic Force,
Fluxion,
Juan Atkins,
Traffic Nightmare,
Nirvana,
Tubeway Army,
Gregory Isaacs,
Cymande,
Joey Negro,
Marvin Gaye,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
X-Ray Spex,
Derrick Morgan,
Stetsasonic,
Thee Headcoats,
The Cramps,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Crime,
Dennis Brown,
Mission of Burma,
Bang On A Can,
Circle Jerks,
Lee Hazlewood,
Lower 48,
Wally Richardson,
The Residents,
Suburban Knight,
Essential Logic,
the Germs,
Inner City,
E-Dancer,
JFA,
The Standells,
Dead Boys,
Tears for Fears,
Iggy Pop,
Letta Mbulu,
Sonic Youth,
Graham Central Station,
Groovy Waters,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Joensuu 1685,
James White and The Blacks,
David McCallum,
Ultra Naté,
The Blackbyrds,
Malaria!,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.