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 Japan and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Nirvana 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All L. Decosne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythm & Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Durutti Column record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ornette Coleman,
Pierre Henry,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
It's A Beautiful Day,
a-ha,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Crispian St. Peters,
Model 500,
Hasil Adkins,
Organ,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Duran Duran,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Derrick May,
K-Klass,
DJ Style,
Harry Pussy,
The Detroit Cobras,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Kayak,
Niagra,
Bill Near,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Kevin Saunderson,
Japan,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Alarm Clocks,
Drexciya,
The Knickerbockers,
The Red Krayola,
Sonic Youth,
Laurel Aitken,
June Days,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Ronnie Foster,
Main Source,
Trumans Water,
Unwound,
Monolake,
The Velvet Underground,
Aloha Tigers,
Matthew Bourne,
Spoonie Gee,
Andrew Hill,
Wally Richardson,
the Normal,
Cluster,
The Vogues,
Matthew Halsall,
Charles Mingus,
Marc Almond,
The Martian,
8 Eyed Spy,
Dual Sessions,
Joy Division,
Clear Light,
U.S. Maple,
Lyres,
MDC,
New York Dolls,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group.
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.