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 Italy and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Carl Craig to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Interpol. All the underground hits.
All Sällskapet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Busters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Josef K,
The Gun Club,
Boredoms,
Public Enemy,
Wire,
E-Dancer,
Audionom,
Man Eating Sloth,
Black Bananas,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Ralphi Rosario,
Matthew Halsall,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Funky Four + One,
The Skatalites,
The Selecter,
Bluetip,
Bauhaus,
Mark Hollis,
Dorothy Ashby,
Sister Nancy,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ronan,
Eli Mardock,
Yusef Lateef,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Simply Red,
Quando Quango,
Monks,
Leonard Cohen,
Buzzcocks,
Television Personalities,
Patti Smith,
The Moody Blues,
The Slackers,
Eden Ahbez,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Brass Construction,
The Victims,
the Slits,
Lightning Bolt,
Gang Green,
Dual Sessions,
Banda Bassotti,
Television,
Country Joe & The Fish,
R.M.O.,
Isaac Hayes,
Black Pus,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Slits,
James White and The Blacks,
The Grass Roots,
Little Man,
Section 25,
Jeff Mills,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Intrusion,
Monolake, Monolake, Monolake, Monolake.
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.