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 Zambia and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 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 The Offenders to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Wally Richardson. All the underground hits.
All Laurel Aitken tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aaron Thompson 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Young Marble Giants record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris Corsano,
Sound Behaviour,
Shoche,
Deadbeat,
Quadrant,
Camouflage,
In Retrospect,
New York Dolls,
DJ Style,
Soul II Soul,
Section 25,
Outsiders,
X-102,
Maurizio,
Saccharine Trust,
Grey Daturas,
R.M.O.,
Silicon Teens,
Motorama,
The J.B.'s,
Basic Channel,
Sixth Finger,
The Blackbyrds,
Nation of Ulysses,
Electric Prunes,
The Detroit Cobras,
Alice Coltrane,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Angry Samoans,
Lyres,
Royal Trux,
Black Pus,
Gregory Isaacs,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Echospace,
Cameo,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Anakelly,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
the Normal,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ultravox,
Bluetip,
JFA,
Girls At Our Best!,
Barrington Levy,
Youth Brigade,
The Names,
Newcleus,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Flamin' Groovies,
Duran Duran,
Sparks,
Suburban Knight,
Terrestrial Tones,
Boogie Down Productions,
Dawn Penn,
The Fugs,
Easy Going,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Groovy Waters,
ABC, ABC, ABC, ABC.
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.