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 Serbia and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 Bologna and Manila.
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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Accadde A to the disco 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 Warren Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Curtis Mayfield tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cecil Taylor record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 a clarinet and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cameo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pylon,
MDC,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Litter,
Ossler,
Livin' Joy,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Doors,
Animal Collective,
Mandrill,
Bill Near,
Soft Machine,
Rapeman,
Niagra,
The Gun Club,
John Lydon,
Deepchord,
Metal Thangz,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Sound,
The Buckinghams,
Blake Baxter,
Babytalk,
Con Funk Shun,
Youth Brigade,
Kaleidoscope,
Big Daddy Kane,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Mars,
Trumans Water,
Sparks,
The Saints,
The Searchers,
Rekid,
Nirvana,
Pere Ubu,
New Age Steppers,
Funky Four + One,
Warren Ellis,
Skriet,
Ralphi Rosario,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Red Krayola,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
La Düsseldorf,
X-Ray Spex,
Carl Craig,
Cluster,
Barbara Tucker,
Delon & Dalcan,
Outsiders,
Motorama,
Minor Threat,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
These Immortal Souls,
The Neon Judgement,
Minutemen,
Colin Newman,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Hardrive,
Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest.
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.