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 Mexico and from Seoul.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the sitar 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 Cheater Slicks to the punk 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 The Cowsills. All the underground hits.
All The Five Americans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blake Baxter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harmonia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ken Boothe,
Sparks,
Swell Maps,
Quadrant,
The Remains,
Rites of Spring,
Gil Scott Heron,
Johnny Osbourne,
Monolake,
Michelle Simonal,
Black Sheep,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Skarface,
cv313,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Invisible,
Excepter,
Lakeside,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Cure,
Sam Rivers,
Theoretical Girls,
Fatback Band,
Gabor Szabo,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Judy Mowatt,
Suburban Knight,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Roger Hodgson,
The Gun Club,
Nik Kershaw,
Funky Four + One,
Main Source,
Ultra Naté,
Pierre Henry,
Cybotron,
Oneida,
Radio Birdman,
New Age Steppers,
UT,
Johnny Clarke,
The Black Dice,
Roy Ayers,
The Neon Judgement,
The Fugs,
Derrick May,
Motorama,
10cc,
The Dave Clark Five,
Marvin Gaye,
Royal Trux,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Harmonia,
8 Eyed Spy,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Moby Grape,
Flash Fearless,
kango's stein massive,
Panda Bear,
The Victims,
Fad Gadget,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case.
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.