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 Kazakhstan and from Manchester.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 güiro 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 Lonnie Liston Smith to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 E-Dancer. All the underground hits.
All Loose Ends tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Association 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warren Ellis,
Moebius,
Rakim,
Connie Case,
the Normal,
Cecil Taylor,
The Stooges,
The Zeros,
Echospace,
Girls At Our Best!,
Don Cherry,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Anakelly,
Loose Ends,
T. Rex,
Soft Cell,
Kenny Larkin,
The Fugs,
Anthony Braxton,
Niagra,
The Moody Blues,
E-Dancer,
Freddie Wadling,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Standells,
Tim Buckley,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
ABBA,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Searchers,
Mark Hollis,
The Slackers,
Jawbox,
Rod Modell,
Wings,
Alton Ellis,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Buckinghams,
Kevin Saunderson,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Talk Talk,
Au Pairs,
Minny Pops,
Heaven 17,
Adolescents,
The Pretty Things,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Outsiders,
Panda Bear,
Bill Wells,
Royal Trux,
Cluster,
Boz Scaggs,
Bush Tetras,
DJ Sneak,
Marcia Griffiths,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Bootsy Collins,
Amon Düül II,
Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant.
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.