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 Cameroon and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Yellowson to the jazz 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 Fad Gadget. All the underground hits.
All Scott Walker tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Gang Dance record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deepchord record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Green,
Echospace,
Excepter,
Tim Buckley,
MC5,
Brick,
Michelle Simonal,
Marmalade,
Cluster,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Amazonics,
Frankie Knuckles,
Basic Channel,
The Black Dice,
Cecil Taylor,
The Blues Magoos,
Lindisfarne,
Henry Cow,
The Moleskins,
Kurtis Blow,
The Monks,
The Velvet Underground,
E-Dancer,
Thompson Twins,
Roger Hodgson,
Siglo XX,
Harry Pussy,
One Last Wish,
Accadde A,
Sonny Sharrock,
Donny Hathaway,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Misunderstood,
The Real Kids,
Darondo,
Urselle,
Soft Cell,
Gregory Isaacs,
Loose Ends,
Roxette,
Kas Product,
Half Japanese,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Motions,
The Litter,
Gastr Del Sol,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Parry Music,
The Selecter,
Anthony Braxton,
The Smoke,
Andrew Hill,
Royal Trux,
Boredoms,
Avey Tare,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Bang On A Can,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Reuben Wilson,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Evens, The Evens, The Evens, The Evens.
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.