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 Turkmenistan and from Beijing.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 güiro 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 Guru Guru to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Shuggie Otis. All the underground hits.
All Carl Craig tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Banda Bassotti 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 organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Raincoats record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Scott Walker,
Ronan,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Harry Pussy,
The Toasters,
Crash Course in Science,
Glambeats Corp.,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
June Days,
The Litter,
Derrick May,
Tomorrow,
Altered Images,
Roger Hodgson,
Camberwell Now,
Jimmy McGriff,
Iggy Pop,
The Grass Roots,
Anthony Braxton,
Eden Ahbez,
Fela Kuti,
Howard Jones,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Minny Pops,
Janne Schatter,
The Music Machine,
Bush Tetras,
Simply Red,
Kurtis Blow,
The Remains,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Whodini,
Bang On A Can,
Stockholm Monsters,
Marshall Jefferson,
Mars,
Guru Guru,
Minor Threat,
Donald Byrd,
Gabor Szabo,
The Mojo Men,
the Swans,
Interpol,
James White and The Blacks,
Sonic Youth,
The Monochrome Set,
Maleditus Sound,
Andrew Hill,
Gang Starr,
Bob Dylan,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Index,
Basic Channel,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Kerrie Biddell,
Rotary Connection,
Von Mondo,
Sandy B,
Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman.
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.