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 Burkina and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 Marshall Jefferson to the rap 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 The Mojo Men. All the underground hits.
All Eden Ahbez tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Underground Resistance record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Kinks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Can,
Lungfish,
Das Ding,
Underground Resistance,
Pole,
Hashim,
Bill Near,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Lyres,
Essential Logic,
Reuben Wilson,
Moebius,
The Litter,
The Golliwogs,
Pierre Henry,
Severed Heads,
Lower 48,
Barry Ungar,
Brass Construction,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Khruangbin,
Mr. Review,
Michelle Simonal,
Cybotron,
Gang Starr,
Chrome,
JFA,
Hot Snakes,
The Alarm Clocks,
Minny Pops,
Procol Harum,
Oblivians,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Leonard Cohen,
Ludus,
Sister Nancy,
Steve Hackett,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Danielle Patucci,
Ossler,
Black Moon,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Shadows of Knight,
Royal Trux,
Reagan Youth,
The Mummies,
FM Einheit,
Clear Light,
Smog,
Zapp,
Barbara Tucker,
Jeff Lynne,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Electric Prunes,
Delta 5,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
John Lydon,
A Certain Ratio,
Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case.
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.