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 Tuvalu and from Taipei.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 The Shadows of Knight to the disco 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 Warren Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Scion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lizzy Mercier Descloux 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Excepter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
X-102,
Joensuu 1685,
Babytalk,
One Last Wish,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
FM Einheit,
Colin Newman,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
DNA,
The Cure,
Fela Kuti,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Zeros,
The Walker Brothers,
Outsiders,
Pulsallama,
Parry Music,
Sarah Menescal,
Buzzcocks,
The Kinks,
The Skatalites,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Das Ding,
The Grass Roots,
Cameo,
Roxy Music,
the Association,
Idris Muhammad,
Piero Umiliani,
Intrusion,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Patti Smith,
K-Klass,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Kool Moe Dee,
LL Cool J,
Fad Gadget,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Q and Not U,
Spoonie Gee,
Marcia Griffiths,
Mandrill,
Cecil Taylor,
Tomorrow,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Duran Duran,
Nico,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Vogues,
Danielle Patucci,
Gregory Isaacs,
8 Eyed Spy,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
PIL,
Grandmaster Flash,
Chrome,
Sam Rivers,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Seeds,
Bang On A Can,
Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band.
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.