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 Brunei and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Paris.
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 linndrum 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 Cybotron to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Red Lorry Yellow Lorry. All the underground hits.
All X-102 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rotary Connection record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a It's A Beautiful Day record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Maurizio,
The Leaves,
Eden Ahbez,
Monks,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Junior Murvin,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Ice-T,
The Music Machine,
Ultra Naté,
MC5,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Graham Central Station,
DNA,
The Dead C,
Scratch Acid,
The Techniques,
Crime,
Prince Buster,
David Bowie,
Henry Cow,
Ohio Players,
Sparks,
June Days,
Infiniti,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Eve St. Jones,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Detroit Cobras,
Magma,
Neu!,
Vainqueur,
Mo-Dettes,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Ornette Coleman,
Jerry's Kids,
The Gories,
The Cramps,
Sun Ra,
Soul II Soul,
Hardrive,
Kas Product,
The Slackers,
Blake Baxter,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Barry Ungar,
R.M.O.,
Pulsallama,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Radio Birdman,
Gabor Szabo,
Fela Kuti,
Leonard Cohen,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Bush Tetras,
Scan 7,
Heaven 17,
Alton Ellis,
Television,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Albert Ayler,
ABBA,
Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders.
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.