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 United Kingdom and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Surgeon to the techno 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 Aural Exciters. All the underground hits.
All Roxy Music tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Newcleus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mandrill record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
One Last Wish,
Monks,
The Slits,
The Gories,
The Index,
Joe Smooth,
Albert Ayler,
The Sonics,
Nation of Ulysses,
Alison Limerick,
Wings,
Camouflage,
Roy Ayers,
Suicide,
Yaz,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Marc Almond,
Joensuu 1685,
Country Teasers,
Khruangbin,
Judy Mowatt,
Ossler,
Pantaleimon,
Jeff Mills,
In Retrospect,
Graham Central Station,
The Gun Club,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Moody Blues,
Fatback Band,
Vladislav Delay,
Unrelated Segments,
Drive Like Jehu,
Moss Icon,
8 Eyed Spy,
Youth Brigade,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Swans,
The Skatalites,
Royal Trux,
Ultimate Spinach,
China Crisis,
A Certain Ratio,
Nico,
Average White Band,
Robert Hood,
Tom Boy,
The Raincoats,
Minor Threat,
Brothers Johnson,
Ultravox,
Los Fastidios,
Marine Girls,
The Barracudas,
Tropical Tobacco,
Motorama,
Morten Harket,
The Young Rascals,
Roxy Music,
Tres Demented,
Groovy Waters,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Monochrome Set,
Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango.
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.