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 Eritrea and from Portland.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
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 Funky Four + One to the electroclash 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 Blossom Toes. All the underground hits.
All Erykah Badu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anakelly record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a La Düsseldorf record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scan 7,
John Cale,
Echospace,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Drexciya,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Offenders,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Flesh Eaters,
Supertramp,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Los Fastidios,
Make Up,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Deadbeat,
The Music Machine,
Sugar Minott,
The Last Poets,
Infiniti,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
OOIOO,
Mission of Burma,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Stockholm Monsters,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Jimmy McGriff,
Buzzcocks,
Schoolly D,
Basic Channel,
the Normal,
The Raincoats,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Gang Green,
Man Parrish,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sun City Girls,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Sam Rivers,
Das Ding,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Soulsonic Force,
Crispy Ambulance,
Q and Not U,
Scott Walker,
Kayak,
Liliput,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Todd Rundgren,
Von Mondo,
David Bowie,
Public Enemy,
Panda Bear,
E-Dancer,
Franke,
The Motions,
These Immortal Souls,
Nirvana,
Adolescents,
Royal Trux, Royal Trux, Royal Trux, Royal Trux.
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.