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 Israel and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the 808 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 These Immortal Souls 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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))). All the underground hits.
All Echo & the Bunnymen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Music Machine 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sam Rivers,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Los Fastidios,
Slick Rick,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Shadows of Knight,
Amazonics,
Josef K,
Boz Scaggs,
Stetsasonic,
The Walker Brothers,
Jandek,
Peter & Gordon,
Banda Bassotti,
The Leaves,
Roxette,
Alice Coltrane,
New Order,
Ossler,
a-ha,
Al Stewart,
Scott Walker,
The Black Dice,
Drive Like Jehu,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Rotary Connection,
DJ Sneak,
Sixth Finger,
Pierre Henry,
The Zeros,
Cybotron,
The Trojans,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Sex Pistols,
Underground Resistance,
Swell Maps,
Bill Wells,
cv313,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Flamin' Groovies,
Royal Trux,
Morten Harket,
The Velvet Underground,
Gabor Szabo,
Lou Reed,
Pulsallama,
The Moleskins,
Moss Icon,
D'Angelo,
Hardrive,
Toni Rubio,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Joe Finger,
JFA,
Kas Product,
EPMD,
Deadbeat,
The Fuzztones,
Maurizio, Maurizio, Maurizio, Maurizio.
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.