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 Algeria and from Seoul.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 Liliput to the techno 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 Franke. All the underground hits.
All The Golliwogs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonny Sharrock record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warren Ellis,
Piero Umiliani,
Popol Vuh,
Marc Almond,
Iggy Pop,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Blancmange,
Patti Smith,
The Durutti Column,
The Flesh Eaters,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Maleditus Sound,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Skaos,
Arcadia,
Wally Richardson,
L. Decosne,
DJ Sneak,
Peter & Gordon,
La Düsseldorf,
The Busters,
Yellowson,
Icehouse,
JFA,
Suicide,
Vainqueur,
Quantec,
Marine Girls,
Freddie Wadling,
Oblivians,
Wings,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Grauzone,
Darondo,
Stiv Bators,
The Count Five,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Anakelly,
Television Personalities,
The Modern Lovers,
The Cure,
Cecil Taylor,
The Dave Clark Five,
Yusef Lateef,
Sarah Menescal,
Reagan Youth,
Ultravox,
Y Pants,
Accadde A,
Shuggie Otis,
The Stooges,
Rotary Connection,
The Misunderstood,
The Names,
Donny Hathaway,
Mission of Burma,
The Trojans,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Con Funk Shun,
The Smoke,
The Five Americans,
Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions.
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.