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 Indonesia and from Manchester.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Quando Quango to the grunge 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 Darondo. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quando Quango record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 Stereo Dub record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Jacob Miller,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Public Enemy,
John Coltrane,
Janne Schatter,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Tremeloes,
Popol Vuh,
Aswad,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Television,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Eric Copeland,
The Grass Roots,
Thompson Twins,
EPMD,
Harry Pussy,
The Beau Brummels,
cv313,
The Fire Engines,
Blancmange,
Siglo XX,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Roxy Music,
Brothers Johnson,
Lyres,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
U.S. Maple,
Mo-Dettes,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
10cc,
Ultimate Spinach,
Bobby Hutcherson,
DJ Sneak,
Schoolly D,
Ponytail,
Deakin,
Rites of Spring,
Echospace,
The Index,
Faraquet,
Nation of Ulysses,
Crime,
Television Personalities,
Hashim,
Altered Images,
Sonic Youth,
Tubeway Army,
Cluster,
Marcia Griffiths,
Shuggie Otis,
The Motions,
Andrew Hill,
Pulsallama,
Kool Moe Dee,
X-101,
Vladislav Delay,
Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance.
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.