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 Kiribati and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Second Layer to the disco 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 Mars. All the underground hits.
All Warren Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cramps record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rekid record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Massinfluence,
Byron Stingily,
Panda Bear,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Andrew Hill,
Carl Craig,
Pantytec,
Boredoms,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Q and Not U,
Groovy Waters,
Ultravox,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Sixth Finger,
Letta Mbulu,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Scion,
New Age Steppers,
Thompson Twins,
Terrestrial Tones,
Khruangbin,
The Knickerbockers,
Pylon,
Nas,
Stetsasonic,
Peter and Kerry,
Grandmaster Flash,
Connie Case,
Spoonie Gee,
The Young Rascals,
Matthew Halsall,
Accadde A,
Icehouse,
Hot Snakes,
Procol Harum,
Simply Red,
Essential Logic,
The Velvet Underground,
Soft Machine,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Gong,
Cameo,
Fluxion,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Michelle Simonal,
The Slackers,
Supertramp,
Cluster,
The Blues Magoos,
Monolake,
Spandau Ballet,
David McCallum,
Danielle Patucci,
The Pretty Things,
Funky Four + One,
Second Layer,
The Mojo Men,
The Slits,
The Sonics,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.