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 Moldova and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Toni Rubio to the funk 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 Alison Limerick. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arthur Verocai 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minutemen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fear,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Qualms,
Faust,
The Mummies,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Mad Mike,
The Victims,
Hasil Adkins,
Pharoah Sanders,
Rod Modell,
Warren Ellis,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Laurel Aitken,
The Smiths,
Grauzone,
Drive Like Jehu,
A Certain Ratio,
Tim Buckley,
cv313,
David Axelrod,
Electric Prunes,
China Crisis,
Unwound,
Iggy Pop,
LL Cool J,
Bill Near,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
World's Most,
Godley & Creme,
Liliput,
Jimmy McGriff,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Danielle Patucci,
Kenny Larkin,
Donny Hathaway,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Remains,
Scrapy,
The Seeds,
Mandrill,
This Heat,
Oneida,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Monolake,
The Star Department,
Lightning Bolt,
Al Stewart,
The Smoke,
Yazoo,
The Last Poets,
The Red Krayola,
The Beau Brummels,
Rapeman,
Girls At Our Best!,
New Order,
Pantaleimon,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Nils Olav,
Audionom,
Scientists,
Lower 48,
Au Pairs, Au Pairs, Au Pairs, Au Pairs.
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.