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 Fiji and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 arpeggiator 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 Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 These Immortal Souls. All the underground hits.
All Steve Hackett tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crispy Ambulance 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Rhythm & Sound,
Sugar Minott,
The Stooges,
Frankie Knuckles,
Cal Tjader,
Traffic Nightmare,
Slick Rick,
Prince Buster,
Pulsallama,
Outsiders,
Unrelated Segments,
Jandek,
Grandmaster Flash,
Fear,
Funky Four + One,
Avey Tare,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Brass Construction,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Lou Reed,
The Doors,
Tears for Fears,
Zero Boys,
The Vogues,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Neu!,
Main Source,
Wally Richardson,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Cameo,
FM Einheit,
The Gladiators,
The Dirtbombs,
Toni Rubio,
DJ Style,
Radiohead,
The Motions,
Aloha Tigers,
Sonic Youth,
Susan Cadogan,
Funkadelic,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Suburban Knight,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Dave Clark Five,
Newcleus,
Roger Hodgson,
Pole,
One Last Wish,
Stockholm Monsters,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
E-Dancer,
U.S. Maple,
Qualms,
the Human League,
Television,
Radiopuhelimet,
Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül.
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.