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 Laos and from Paris.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Warsaw to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft. All the underground hits.
All Ossler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jandek 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sarah Menescal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Clear Light,
The Last Poets,
Roy Ayers,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Delta 5,
The Victims,
Chris Corsano,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Anthony Braxton,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Blake Baxter,
cv313,
Harpers Bizarre,
John Foxx,
World's Most,
LL Cool J,
The Human League,
Iggy Pop,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Parry Music,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Gang Gang Dance,
Eurythmics,
China Crisis,
Liliput,
Skarface,
Banda Bassotti,
Sun City Girls,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Shuggie Otis,
The Fugs,
The Saints,
Con Funk Shun,
Ossler,
The Five Americans,
Bill Wells,
Max Romeo,
Junior Murvin,
Charles Mingus,
Malaria!,
Radio Birdman,
These Immortal Souls,
Kerrie Biddell,
Y Pants,
Derrick Morgan,
Cluster,
Cymande,
Tim Buckley,
John Lydon,
Hardrive,
Godley & Creme,
Peter and Kerry,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Newcleus,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Sandy B,
Fatback Band,
Theoretical Girls,
Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters.
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.