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 France and from Sao Paulo.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Arcadia to the electroclash 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 Chris Corsano. All the underground hits.
All The Young Rascals tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Wyatt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül II record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Essential Logic,
The Real Kids,
Chrome,
Hasil Adkins,
Banda Bassotti,
Loose Ends,
The Star Department,
Freddie Wadling,
Rakim,
Radiopuhelimet,
EPMD,
Graham Central Station,
Make Up,
Andrew Hill,
Danielle Patucci,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Model 500,
The Fugs,
Nation of Ulysses,
Inner City,
Carl Craig,
Gregory Isaacs,
Duran Duran,
The Vogues,
Infiniti,
The Trojans,
Quando Quango,
Reuben Wilson,
The Young Rascals,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Au Pairs,
Sun Ra,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
La Düsseldorf,
Gang of Four,
Bobby Womack,
Smog,
The Associates,
the Germs,
Q65,
Matthew Halsall,
Grauzone,
Al Stewart,
The Pop Group,
Zapp,
Hardrive,
The Dead C,
Pet Shop Boys,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Flash Fearless,
Sonny Sharrock,
Unwound,
Harry Pussy,
JFA,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Buzzcocks,
Section 25,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Parry Music,
Avey Tare,
Anakelly,
Skriet,
Todd Terry,
Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp.
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.