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 Madagascar and from Mumbai.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
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 Faraquet to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Altered Images. All the underground hits.
All New Order tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lightning Bolt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Curtis Mayfield record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül,
Vainqueur,
The New Christs,
The Cosmic Jokers,
kango's stein massive,
Con Funk Shun,
Byron Stingily,
Lungfish,
Hasil Adkins,
The Slackers,
Amon Düül II,
Bobby Byrd,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Buckinghams,
The Smiths,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
the Association,
Public Image Ltd.,
Dead Boys,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Marshall Jefferson,
Nick Fraelich,
Mo-Dettes,
Circle Jerks,
Panda Bear,
the Human League,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Idris Muhammad,
Crash Course in Science,
L. Decosne,
Rapeman,
Todd Rundgren,
Soulsonic Force,
Barry Ungar,
Aloha Tigers,
Scratch Acid,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Pharoah Sanders,
Scott Walker,
Crispian St. Peters,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Rosa Yemen,
Boredoms,
Sandy B,
Fear,
Qualms,
Stetsasonic,
Ralphi Rosario,
Stereo Dub,
Don Cherry,
Soft Machine,
Dual Sessions,
Tomorrow,
The Birthday Party,
Anakelly,
Robert Hood,
Reagan Youth,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Golliwogs,
Janne Schatter,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse.
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.