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 Andorra and from Delhi.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Robert Wyatt to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Cramps. All the underground hits.
All Main Source tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scrapy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bill Wells record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jimmy McGriff,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Lou Christie,
Johnny Clarke,
Dennis Brown,
the Fania All-Stars,
Alton Ellis,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ronan,
Sun City Girls,
R.M.O.,
Interpol,
Anthony Braxton,
Groovy Waters,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Rhythm & Sound,
Avey Tare,
Wings,
The Dirtbombs,
Pagans,
Angry Samoans,
David Axelrod,
Severed Heads,
Dave Gahan,
The Seeds,
Liliput,
Andrew Hill,
Alice Coltrane,
Black Moon,
Brand Nubian,
The Blackbyrds,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Grass Roots,
Eddi Front,
Livin' Joy,
Big Daddy Kane,
Gang Gang Dance,
Drexciya,
The Trojans,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Real Kids,
Boz Scaggs,
Shoche,
Echospace,
Public Enemy,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Jesper Dahlback,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Basic Channel,
Leonard Cohen,
Mandrill,
Yellowson,
Man Eating Sloth,
These Immortal Souls,
Carl Craig,
X-101,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Josef K,
Chris & Cosey,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Jerry's Kids,
Mo-Dettes,
Godley & Creme,
Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza.
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.