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 Malta and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Vladislav Delay to the grime 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 Throbbing Gristle. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gichy Dan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Toni Rubio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sarah Menescal,
The Busters,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Judy Mowatt,
Black Pus,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Pop Group,
The Count Five,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bauhaus,
Hardrive,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sun City Girls,
One Last Wish,
Joensuu 1685,
Negative Approach,
X-101,
Brand Nubian,
Arthur Verocai,
Rakim,
Suicide,
The Happenings,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Move,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Bronski Beat,
Arcadia,
Depeche Mode,
Chrome,
Essential Logic,
The New Christs,
Yellowson,
Chris & Cosey,
Con Funk Shun,
Desert Stars,
Stereo Dub,
The Smoke,
Pussy Galore,
Technova,
New Age Steppers,
Delon & Dalcan,
Rosa Yemen,
Minutemen,
Godley & Creme,
DNA,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Index,
Quantec,
The Associates,
Anthony Braxton,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Visage,
The Skatalites,
Drive Like Jehu,
Nico,
Ituana,
Dave Gahan,
Matthew Halsall,
Lebanon Hanover,
Tropical Tobacco, Tropical Tobacco, Tropical Tobacco, Tropical Tobacco.
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.