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 Eritrea and from Lyon.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Jandek to the funk 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 Sonny Sharrock. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu 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 linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lower 48 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Walker Brothers,
Nick Fraelich,
Marc Almond,
Cybotron,
DJ Style,
Second Layer,
The Offenders,
The Cowsills,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Unrelated Segments,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Index,
Black Bananas,
Peter & Gordon,
Throbbing Gristle,
Barry Ungar,
The Count Five,
Marvin Gaye,
Adolescents,
The Fall,
Organ,
Wolf Eyes,
The Gladiators,
Zero Boys,
Stereo Dub,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ken Boothe,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Ronan,
AZ,
Alphaville,
Laurel Aitken,
Harmonia,
Joensuu 1685,
Visage,
Pierre Henry,
Sparks,
Symarip,
Half Japanese,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Suburban Knight,
Chris Corsano,
Peter and Kerry,
The Gun Club,
Aloha Tigers,
Yusef Lateef,
Lou Reed,
Kurtis Blow,
OOIOO,
Surgeon,
Deepchord,
Roxette,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Alison Limerick,
Flipper,
Scott Walker,
The Slackers,
Delta 5,
Magazine,
James White and The Blacks,
Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez.
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.