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 Finland and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Negative Approach to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Pulsallama. All the underground hits.
All Tommy Roe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lizzy Mercier Descloux 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pantaleimon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick May,
The Remains,
Colin Newman,
Ohio Players,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Jandek,
Intrusion,
The Young Rascals,
Sight & Sound,
Todd Terry,
The Fugs,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Sunsets and Hearts,
New York Dolls,
Cheater Slicks,
Bluetip,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Cowsills,
Public Enemy,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Janne Schatter,
Ituana,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Trumans Water,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Chris Corsano,
Essential Logic,
Pantaleimon,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Toni Rubio,
World's Most,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Sonics,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Ponytail,
Gang Starr,
Scientists,
The Blues Magoos,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Liliput,
Letta Mbulu,
Roxy Music,
The Gories,
Howard Jones,
AZ,
Lightning Bolt,
Ultimate Spinach,
Johnny Clarke,
Matthew Bourne,
Michelle Simonal,
Grauzone,
Malaria!,
Barry Ungar,
Bill Wells,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Alphaville,
Qualms,
Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective.
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.