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 Marshall Islands and from Mexico City.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Agent Orange to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band. All the underground hits.
All CMW tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Slick Rick record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ten City record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Grass Roots,
Todd Terry,
Grauzone,
CMW,
Tubeway Army,
Carl Craig,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Pet Shop Boys,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Frankie Knuckles,
Spoonie Gee,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Standells,
Little Man,
Duran Duran,
John Lydon,
Godley & Creme,
Black Bananas,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Curtis Mayfield,
Desert Stars,
The Modern Lovers,
The Detroit Cobras,
Hoover,
The Velvet Underground,
X-102,
The Techniques,
Toni Rubio,
Chris Corsano,
Heaven 17,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Grey Daturas,
ABC,
Chrome,
MC5,
Jawbox,
Roy Ayers,
Surgeon,
Leonard Cohen,
Traffic Nightmare,
Easy Going,
These Immortal Souls,
Simply Red,
Model 500,
Radio Birdman,
Marvin Gaye,
Bill Near,
World's Most,
Thee Headcoats,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Zeros,
Can,
Eric Copeland,
Ronan,
Kerrie Biddell,
Intrusion,
The Birthday Party,
Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz.
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.