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 Kyrgyzstan and from Mexico City.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Gichy Dan to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Joy Division. All the underground hits.
All The Associates tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bauhaus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minnie Riperton record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Dolphy,
Hardrive,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The United States of America,
Bang On A Can,
Siglo XX,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Television Personalities,
China Crisis,
The Martian,
Echospace,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Eric Copeland,
Das Ding,
Johnny Osbourne,
Unrelated Segments,
Ornette Coleman,
Althea and Donna,
Toni Rubio,
Minnie Riperton,
Howard Jones,
MDC,
Bill Near,
Lakeside,
Barry Ungar,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Human League,
Marine Girls,
John Holt,
Throbbing Gristle,
Neu!,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Tremeloes,
Mark Hollis,
Lou Christie,
Moss Icon,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Birthday Party,
The Gladiators,
the Soft Cell,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Traffic Nightmare,
Barbara Tucker,
Sun City Girls,
Blossom Toes,
Harpers Bizarre,
Technova,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Peter & Gordon,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Panda Bear,
Pantaleimon,
Theoretical Girls,
The Sound,
The Evens,
Interpol,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Popol Vuh,
Soft Machine,
Robert Wyatt,
Kerri Chandler,
the Normal,
Flash Fearless,
Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters.
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.