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 Indonesia and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the marimba 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 OOIOO to the grime 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 Dave Gahan. All the underground hits.
All Sad Lovers and Giants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boogie Down Productions 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alton Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rosa Yemen,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Don Cherry,
The J.B.'s,
The Index,
Cameo,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Tres Demented,
Deepchord,
The Grass Roots,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Yaz,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Urselle,
The Pretty Things,
The Martian,
Crime,
The Barracudas,
Banda Bassotti,
Grauzone,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Terrestrial Tones,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Das Ding,
Reuben Wilson,
Q and Not U,
The Saints,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Rhythm & Sound,
The Doors,
Skaos,
Barry Ungar,
Joe Smooth,
Soul Sonic Force,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Young Rascals,
Popol Vuh,
Rod Modell,
Eden Ahbez,
Livin' Joy,
The Fortunes,
Section 25,
Mark Hollis,
Tropical Tobacco,
Pere Ubu,
Skriet,
Susan Cadogan,
Bang On A Can,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Sound,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Quadrant,
Traffic Nightmare,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Move,
Amon Düül II,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Hardrive,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
cv313,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux.
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.