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 Ireland and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 snare 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 Jawbox to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Reagan Youth. All the underground hits.
All The Fugs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Accadde A 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Royal Family And The Poor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fire Engines,
Ronan,
Eden Ahbez,
D'Angelo,
Yusef Lateef,
L. Decosne,
Shoche,
Aswad,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Cecil Taylor,
Bobbi Humphrey,
KRS-One,
The Cure,
Skarface,
The Grass Roots,
Todd Terry,
Black Moon,
Y Pants,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Funkadelic,
Gil Scott Heron,
Unrelated Segments,
The J.B.'s,
Rakim,
Spoonie Gee,
The Sound,
Leonard Cohen,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Delon & Dalcan,
Warsaw,
Nirvana,
Michelle Simonal,
Scott Walker,
Sonny Sharrock,
Oblivians,
a-ha,
Kerri Chandler,
Yaz,
The Gap Band,
Goldenarms,
Barclay James Harvest,
Banda Bassotti,
Cheater Slicks,
The Smiths,
MDC,
Sound Behaviour,
The Mummies,
Joensuu 1685,
Heaven 17,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Lalann,
Scrapy,
Q65,
One Last Wish,
Half Japanese,
Clear Light,
Vainqueur,
kango's stein massive,
Fluxion,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd.
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.