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 Slovakia and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 De La Soul & Jungle Brothers to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Flash Fearless. All the underground hits.
All The Birthday Party tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mission of Burma record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quando Quango 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?
Janne Schatter,
Accadde A,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Barracudas,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Pharoah Sanders,
F. McDonald,
Liliput,
L. Decosne,
The Zeros,
Joe Finger,
Motorama,
Goldenarms,
Blossom Toes,
Bobby Byrd,
Leonard Cohen,
Metal Thangz,
Iggy Pop,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Colin Newman,
Dave Gahan,
A Certain Ratio,
MC5,
Ralphi Rosario,
LL Cool J,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Happenings,
Mr. Review,
Cecil Taylor,
Scan 7,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Sarah Menescal,
Inner City,
Ultra Naté,
Grandmaster Flash,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Lyres,
Saccharine Trust,
Joe Smooth,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Delon & Dalcan,
Black Moon,
The Alarm Clocks,
Maleditus Sound,
John Coltrane,
Marmalade,
Black Sheep,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Black Pus,
Neu!,
Black Flag,
In Retrospect,
Darondo,
MDC,
The Pretty Things,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Monks,
The Birthday Party,
Audionom,
Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd..
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.