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 Morocco and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Bremen.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the theremin 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 The Cure to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Joy Division. All the underground hits.
All Deadbeat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skarface record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter and Kerry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Velvet Underground,
Brass Construction,
James White and The Blacks,
Agitation Free,
Bob Dylan,
Angry Samoans,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Shadows of Knight,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Maurizio,
The Move,
Quantec,
Scrapy,
La Düsseldorf,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Young Rascals,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Au Pairs,
Black Flag,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Country Teasers,
In Retrospect,
Harmonia,
Warsaw,
Sight & Sound,
Cecil Taylor,
Infiniti,
the Sonics,
June Days,
David Bowie,
Parry Music,
Yusef Lateef,
Wasted Youth,
Bang On A Can,
Underground Resistance,
Subhumans,
Aswad,
Lungfish,
Excepter,
Negative Approach,
Rekid,
The Real Kids,
Urselle,
Crime,
Delon & Dalcan,
Oneida,
Skaos,
Ultimate Spinach,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Siglo XX,
Dave Gahan,
Ronnie Foster,
Isaac Hayes,
Model 500,
The Human League,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Tom Boy,
Goldenarms,
The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men.
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.