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 Senegal and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The Offenders to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 PIL. All the underground hits.
All Jesper Dahlback tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Young Rascals 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 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mission of Burma record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
OOIOO,
Easy Going,
The Pretty Things,
Sun Ra,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Harry Pussy,
Monolake,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Dave Clark Five,
Wolf Eyes,
Kurtis Blow,
Reagan Youth,
8 Eyed Spy,
Vainqueur,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Mr. Review,
The Fortunes,
The Saints,
Bang On A Can,
Minor Threat,
U.S. Maple,
Radiohead,
Avey Tare,
Archie Shepp,
The Music Machine,
Chris & Cosey,
Skriet,
Unrelated Segments,
Lou Reed,
The Evens,
Drexciya,
Amazonics,
Gang Green,
Terry Callier,
The Buckinghams,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Kas Product,
48th St. Collective,
the Fania All-Stars,
Guru Guru,
Cal Tjader,
Albert Ayler,
The Cure,
Davy DMX,
Saccharine Trust,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
KRS-One,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Monks,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Five Americans,
Nas,
the Human League,
The Flesh Eaters,
DJ Style,
Soul II Soul,
Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon.
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.