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 New Zealand and from Copenhagen.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Ossler to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Robert Görl. All the underground hits.
All Subhumans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echo & the Bunnymen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sister Nancy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Silicon Teens,
Crash Course in Science,
The Beau Brummels,
Blossom Toes,
Judy Mowatt,
Sam Rivers,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Martian,
Mission of Burma,
Sarah Menescal,
Bad Manners,
R.M.O.,
The Electric Prunes,
Scott Walker,
The Names,
Infiniti,
Sister Nancy,
Black Pus,
Crispy Ambulance,
Y Pants,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Wake,
The Divine Comedy,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Suburban Knight,
David Bowie,
Davy DMX,
Hoover,
Chris Corsano,
Rotary Connection,
Kerri Chandler,
Agitation Free,
The Index,
Bauhaus,
Negative Approach,
Minor Threat,
Chris & Cosey,
Groovy Waters,
Eurythmics,
Patti Smith,
Qualms,
Urselle,
Black Bananas,
Derrick May,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Joyce Sims,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Second Layer,
The Associates,
Kurtis Blow,
Rapeman,
The Saints,
Motorama,
Pet Shop Boys,
Reagan Youth,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Dual Sessions,
Crooked Eye,
The Blackbyrds,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Guru Guru,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience.
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.