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 Mali and from Stockholm.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Carl Craig to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 X-102. All the underground hits.
All Magazine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flipper record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sunsets and Hearts,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Sound,
AZ,
Matthew Halsall,
Monks,
Soft Machine,
Deakin,
Man Parrish,
Davy DMX,
Dawn Penn,
Girls At Our Best!,
Goldenarms,
Blossom Toes,
Stockholm Monsters,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Eddi Front,
The Slackers,
Eyeless In Gaza,
This Heat,
The Knickerbockers,
The Move,
Dave Gahan,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Jandek,
Popol Vuh,
Patti Smith,
Public Enemy,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Young Marble Giants,
John Coltrane,
Cybotron,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Black Moon,
The Walker Brothers,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Piero Umiliani,
A Certain Ratio,
Tomorrow,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Siglo XX,
Procol Harum,
Scientists,
Throbbing Gristle,
Pulsallama,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Gabor Szabo,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Jawbox,
Derrick May,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Yellowson,
June of 44,
U.S. Maple,
Lee Hazlewood,
Funkadelic,
Juan Atkins,
Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids.
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.