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 Syria and from Portland.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Zeros to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Art Ensemble Of Chicago. All the underground hits.
All Kas Product tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David Axelrod 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a China Crisis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultimate Spinach,
The Cramps,
Wally Richardson,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Essential Logic,
Negative Approach,
Con Funk Shun,
These Immortal Souls,
Bill Wells,
Kenny Larkin,
The Pretty Things,
Josef K,
Public Image Ltd.,
Eddi Front,
Yusef Lateef,
Gabor Szabo,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sister Nancy,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Moebius,
Jeff Mills,
Bizarre Inc.,
Scratch Acid,
Tomorrow,
Nirvana,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Pierre Henry,
The Music Machine,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Crash Course in Science,
Boz Scaggs,
Pussy Galore,
Skarface,
Harmonia,
Flipper,
E-Dancer,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Modern Lovers,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Rakim,
Barrington Levy,
Intrusion,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Litter,
Black Bananas,
Silicon Teens,
Adolescents,
Minnie Riperton,
Henry Cow,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Prince Buster,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Hot Snakes,
Erasure,
Mo-Dettes,
PIL,
Sonic Youth,
Franke,
Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks.
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.