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 Paraguay and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 London and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 snare 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 Reuben Wilson to the jazz 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 Joensuu 1685. All the underground hits.
All One Last Wish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fela Kuti record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Chocolate Watch Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skarface,
Technova,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Busters,
Avey Tare,
Deakin,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Quantec,
a-ha,
The Wake,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Moody Blues,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Angels of Light,
Visage,
Ohio Players,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Junior Murvin,
The Dave Clark Five,
Idris Muhammad,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
UT,
Charles Mingus,
Mission of Burma,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Qualms,
Index,
Animal Collective,
Roxette,
Sister Nancy,
Monolake,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Cheater Slicks,
Curtis Mayfield,
Joe Finger,
The Golliwogs,
Panda Bear,
Shuggie Otis,
John Foxx,
Massinfluence,
The Monochrome Set,
Khruangbin,
The Gap Band,
Sarah Menescal,
Jandek,
Main Source,
Judy Mowatt,
Hot Snakes,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Lalann,
Lalo Schifrin,
Lucky Dragons,
Todd Terry,
Robert Hood,
The Detroit Cobras,
Radio Birdman,
Pantytec,
The Real Kids,
Sound Behaviour,
cv313, cv313, cv313, cv313.
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.