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 Mauritius and from Seoul.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Mumbai.
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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Gong to the dance 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 Jesper Dahlback. All the underground hits.
All Gang Starr tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Evens record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Siouxsie and the Banshees record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Bourne,
Ronnie Foster,
The Sonics,
Supertramp,
EPMD,
T.S.O.L.,
Scrapy,
Dark Day,
La Düsseldorf,
Kenny Larkin,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Jacob Miller,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Magazine,
Fatback Band,
The Neon Judgement,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sam Rivers,
Ultimate Spinach,
Silicon Teens,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Nation of Ulysses,
Byron Stingily,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Whodini,
Ultra Naté,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Happenings,
The Gories,
Wire,
Flamin' Groovies,
Animal Collective,
The Beau Brummels,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Second Layer,
Franke,
Wasted Youth,
The Divine Comedy,
Bootsy Collins,
The Moody Blues,
Delta 5,
Electric Light Orchestra,
John Cale,
Liliput,
Erykah Badu,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Tres Demented,
Harpers Bizarre,
Pere Ubu,
Shoche,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Wings,
Tubeway Army,
Gang of Four,
Jawbox,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Rapeman,
Al Stewart,
Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters.
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.