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 Italy and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Guru Guru to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Minnie Riperton. All the underground hits.
All Roger Hodgson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DJ Style 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hardrive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crispian St. Peters,
Rekid,
Lalann,
Neu!,
Agent Orange,
Harpers Bizarre,
Zero Boys,
The Monochrome Set,
Nils Olav,
Eric Copeland,
Porter Ricks,
Erykah Badu,
Japan,
Yazoo,
Sun Ra,
The Seeds,
Q and Not U,
the Germs,
New Order,
Mantronix,
Visage,
the Human League,
The Offenders,
Vladislav Delay,
Flash Fearless,
Youth Brigade,
John Holt,
Pharoah Sanders,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Scratch Acid,
Absolute Body Control,
Crispy Ambulance,
Nick Fraelich,
Barry Ungar,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Grandmaster Flash,
The United States of America,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Gabor Szabo,
the Swans,
Altered Images,
Matthew Halsall,
Pagans,
Babytalk,
Cecil Taylor,
Don Cherry,
Minnie Riperton,
La Düsseldorf,
Thompson Twins,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Bluetip,
Simply Red,
the Sonics,
The Music Machine,
The Doobie Brothers,
Soul Sonic Force,
Morten Harket,
Donny Hathaway,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Bill Near,
Pierre Henry,
A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio.
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.