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 Russia and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Gun Club to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Suburban Knight. All the underground hits.
All The Raincoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mojo Men record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Five Americans,
The Raincoats,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Suicide,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Newcleus,
The Busters,
Pantytec,
T.S.O.L.,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Jeff Mills,
Joy Division,
Nick Fraelich,
Faust,
Joyce Sims,
The Zeros,
Monks,
Ultimate Spinach,
Roy Ayers,
The Gories,
Amazonics,
Basic Channel,
Skriet,
Max Romeo,
Scan 7,
David McCallum,
Traffic Nightmare,
Drexciya,
Section 25,
Reagan Youth,
AZ,
The Electric Prunes,
The Black Dice,
Lebanon Hanover,
Sällskapet,
The Pop Group,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Selecter,
One Last Wish,
Television,
Public Enemy,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Todd Rundgren,
Jeru the Damaja,
Barbara Tucker,
The Dead C,
Andrew Hill,
Colin Newman,
Hasil Adkins,
Can,
Bill Wells,
Johnny Clarke,
The Cowsills,
Gerry Rafferty,
Popol Vuh,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The American Breed,
Dual Sessions,
Ralphi Rosario,
Stiv Bators,
Desert Stars,
Lakeside,
Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan.
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.