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 Finland and from Seoul.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 mellotron 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 Q65 to the disco 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 Cecil Taylor. All the underground hits.
All Silicon Teens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül II record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Suburban Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marmalade,
Jeff Mills,
Niagra,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Joensuu 1685,
David Axelrod,
Todd Terry,
Tim Buckley,
Cymande,
Dead Boys,
The Monks,
Anakelly,
Eden Ahbez,
Babytalk,
Quando Quango,
Pulsallama,
The Selecter,
Ornette Coleman,
Al Stewart,
Gang Gang Dance,
Piero Umiliani,
X-102,
Albert Ayler,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Alphaville,
Guru Guru,
The Real Kids,
The Offenders,
T. Rex,
Wasted Youth,
The Litter,
Black Flag,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Divine Comedy,
Liliput,
John Foxx,
Outsiders,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Lyres,
Monolake,
Fluxion,
Joe Smooth,
Siglo XX,
Crime,
Electric Prunes,
Parry Music,
cv313,
Tommy Roe,
The United States of America,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
D'Angelo,
Nick Fraelich,
The Remains,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Max Romeo,
The Tremeloes,
OOIOO,
China Crisis,
Easy Going,
Skriet,
The Happenings,
The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain.
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.