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 Sri Lanka and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the oboe 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 Gang Green to the crunk 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 Ronnie Foster. All the underground hits.
All Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camouflage 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soulsonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar 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 Techniques,
The Victims,
Dual Sessions,
Grey Daturas,
Bobby Womack,
Ice-T,
Babytalk,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
John Coltrane,
The United States of America,
The Velvet Underground,
Essential Logic,
The Pretty Things,
Pet Shop Boys,
Sonic Youth,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Monolake,
Sight & Sound,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
the Swans,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Happenings,
Sugar Minott,
Kool Moe Dee,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Soulsonic Force,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Accadde A,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Junior Murvin,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Frankie Knuckles,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
FM Einheit,
Little Man,
Althea and Donna,
DNA,
Harpers Bizarre,
Kaleidoscope,
E-Dancer,
Circle Jerks,
Albert Ayler,
The Doors,
Boredoms,
Quantec,
Drexciya,
Lalann,
The Alarm Clocks,
Ituana,
The Remains,
Gastr Del Sol,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Smiths,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Agitation Free,
Visage,
Infiniti,
Magazine,
Judy Mowatt,
Make Up,
Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay.
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.