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 Malaysia and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 organ 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 Oblivians 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 Jimmy McGriff. All the underground hits.
All Loose Ends tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skaos record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Prince Buster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kenny Larkin,
Kayak,
Echospace,
Alison Limerick,
F. McDonald,
Easy Going,
Soul Sonic Force,
Tubeway Army,
Lightning Bolt,
This Heat,
Wolf Eyes,
Kas Product,
John Holt,
Blake Baxter,
Gang Gang Dance,
Sun Ra,
Masters at Work,
The Misunderstood,
Crash Course in Science,
The Doors,
D'Angelo,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Monks,
Marcia Griffiths,
Radiohead,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Gang of Four,
Colin Newman,
Fatback Band,
Susan Cadogan,
Tommy Roe,
The Vogues,
Amon Düül II,
Warsaw,
Brass Construction,
Deakin,
Make Up,
Patti Smith,
Unwound,
Bush Tetras,
Judy Mowatt,
Erykah Badu,
Avey Tare,
Crispian St. Peters,
Eddi Front,
Wally Richardson,
Swans,
The Moody Blues,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Quando Quango,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Monochrome Set,
Q and Not U,
The Slits,
Circle Jerks,
The Shadows of Knight,
Los Fastidios,
Joe Finger,
Yazoo,
Sam Rivers,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud.
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.