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 France and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the theremin 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 Black Moon to the jazz 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 The Monochrome Set. All the underground hits.
All Khruangbin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delta 5 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wings,
DJ Style,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Young Marble Giants,
Soft Cell,
Glambeats Corp.,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Terrestrial Tones,
Stetsasonic,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Letta Mbulu,
The Saints,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Young Rascals,
Guru Guru,
China Crisis,
Yaz,
Alton Ellis,
The Divine Comedy,
Pulsallama,
Fad Gadget,
Bobby Sherman,
David McCallum,
Derrick Morgan,
Fela Kuti,
Arab on Radar,
Carl Craig,
Idris Muhammad,
Anakelly,
Todd Terry,
Symarip,
Iggy Pop,
Skarface,
Cameo,
Ronan,
Jimmy McGriff,
Organ,
Funkadelic,
Deadbeat,
Wire,
Severed Heads,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Jesper Dahlback,
Joensuu 1685,
10cc,
Pierre Henry,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Chris & Cosey,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
F. McDonald,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Minor Threat,
KRS-One,
Isaac Hayes,
Circle Jerks,
Roxette,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lungfish,
Swell Maps,
The Misunderstood,
E-Dancer,
Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja.
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.