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 Uganda and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 sitar 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 Severed Heads to the grime 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 Intrusion. All the underground hits.
All Infiniti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pulsallama 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blossom Toes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Shoche,
Inner City,
Slave,
Prince Buster,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Brass Construction,
the Soft Cell,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Angels of Light,
Boogie Down Productions,
Eurythmics,
The Young Rascals,
Porter Ricks,
Nirvana,
Kenny Larkin,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Rotary Connection,
Fugazi,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ultravox,
Unwound,
Archie Shepp,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Gang Green,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Agitation Free,
Rakim,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
the Sonics,
Con Funk Shun,
Popol Vuh,
Junior Murvin,
Rosa Yemen,
Connie Case,
Byron Stingily,
Danielle Patucci,
Flipper,
Robert Hood,
Josef K,
Tears for Fears,
Symarip,
Average White Band,
Bill Wells,
Aswad,
Marmalade,
Heaven 17,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Hardrive,
Minnie Riperton,
Harmonia,
Amazonics,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Tubeway Army,
Cecil Taylor,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Drexciya,
Bad Manners,
Second Layer,
Moss Icon,
The Fortunes,
Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins.
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.