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 Croatia and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 spring reverb 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 Drexciya to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Smog. All the underground hits.
All Basic Channel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brick record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zapp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vladislav Delay,
Eurythmics,
Technova,
Circle Jerks,
Connie Case,
Tim Buckley,
Rapeman,
Franke,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Loose Ends,
Brass Construction,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Minor Threat,
James White and The Blacks,
X-101,
Rufus Thomas,
The Walker Brothers,
Stereo Dub,
Big Daddy Kane,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Star Department,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Agitation Free,
Howard Jones,
Shuggie Otis,
Slick Rick,
Pere Ubu,
Hardrive,
Eve St. Jones,
Dorothy Ashby,
Zero Boys,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Aural Exciters,
Altered Images,
The Doobie Brothers,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
One Last Wish,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Gladiators,
The Invisible,
Jawbox,
Mr. Review,
Cal Tjader,
Anthony Braxton,
Soft Machine,
Magma,
Ronan,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Faraquet,
Neu!,
JFA,
The J.B.'s,
Arthur Verocai,
Amon Düül,
Roy Ayers,
Can,
Albert Ayler,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Moby Grape,
Amazonics,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth.
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.