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 Micronesia and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Arcadia to the grime 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 Kerri Chandler. All the underground hits.
All Fatback Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stockholm Monsters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a R.M.O. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Halsall,
The New Christs,
Stereo Dub,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Faraquet,
Eric Copeland,
Slave,
Fatback Band,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Bobbi Humphrey,
the Germs,
Massinfluence,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Lower 48,
The Techniques,
Negative Approach,
Echospace,
Josef K,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Lou Reed,
The Invisible,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Johnny Clarke,
Buzzcocks,
Derrick May,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Boz Scaggs,
Joe Finger,
Neu!,
Black Moon,
Oneida,
Ituana,
Blossom Toes,
U.S. Maple,
the Human League,
Arthur Verocai,
Nas,
The Wake,
Joey Negro,
Jeff Mills,
Infiniti,
Cluster,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Model 500,
T.S.O.L.,
Bauhaus,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Grandmaster Flash,
Peter & Gordon,
The Offenders,
The Pretty Things,
Shuggie Otis,
Panda Bear,
Swell Maps,
Blake Baxter,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Glenn Branca,
Outsiders,
Jimmy McGriff,
Organ,
Ronnie Foster,
Grauzone, Grauzone, Grauzone, Grauzone.
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.