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 Cambodia and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 rhodes 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 Gastr Del Sol to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 cv313. All the underground hits.
All MDC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marshall Jefferson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 clarinet and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lyres,
Suicide,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Max Romeo,
Can,
Inner City,
The Smoke,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Kurtis Blow,
Danielle Patucci,
David Axelrod,
Kayak,
Rhythm & Sound,
10cc,
Sam Rivers,
Easy Going,
Pussy Galore,
Monolake,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Fluxion,
Susan Cadogan,
Symarip,
Nils Olav,
Whodini,
The Standells,
The Birthday Party,
Matthew Halsall,
Funkadelic,
Nik Kershaw,
Deepchord,
Ultravox,
The Shadows of Knight,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Knickerbockers,
The Velvet Underground,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Accadde A,
Fatback Band,
Fear,
Gong,
The Barracudas,
The Pop Group,
Freddie Wadling,
Pharoah Sanders,
Delta 5,
Chris Corsano,
Mission of Burma,
X-Ray Spex,
Sexual Harrassment,
Byron Stingily,
Man Eating Sloth,
New Age Steppers,
Eric Copeland,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Nation of Ulysses,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Marc Almond,
Banda Bassotti,
Monks,
Mark Hollis, Mark Hollis, Mark Hollis, Mark Hollis.
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.