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 Gabon and from Accra.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 OOIOO to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Ralphi Rosario. All the underground hits.
All Eric Copeland tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hashim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Mills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gabor Szabo,
Jesper Dahlback,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Echospace,
Delon & Dalcan,
Funky Four + One,
Funkadelic,
Fad Gadget,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Lungfish,
Average White Band,
the Fania All-Stars,
Lebanon Hanover,
Charles Mingus,
Yellowson,
Rakim,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Last Poets,
Bootsy Collins,
Bizarre Inc.,
Essential Logic,
cv313,
Porter Ricks,
Alton Ellis,
The Moleskins,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Black Pus,
Lindisfarne,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Derrick Morgan,
Roger Hodgson,
The Star Department,
Subhumans,
Whodini,
The Misunderstood,
The Toasters,
Roy Ayers,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Terrestrial Tones,
Quando Quango,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Divine Comedy,
The Birthday Party,
This Heat,
Pole,
Sound Behaviour,
Nirvana,
Shoche,
Rites of Spring,
The Evens,
Animal Collective,
Matthew Bourne,
Adolescents,
Brass Construction,
Section 25,
Curtis Mayfield,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Kinks,
The Fall,
Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland.
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.