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 St Lucia and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Man Parrish to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Los Fastidios. All the underground hits.
All Major Organ And The Adding Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pantaleimon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Davy DMX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sonics,
Bauhaus,
Jeff Lynne,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Henry Cow,
The Misunderstood,
Audionom,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Matthew Halsall,
Ludus,
The Walker Brothers,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Zero Boys,
The Associates,
Byron Stingily,
Desert Stars,
Malaria!,
Hashim,
Sonic Youth,
Sound Behaviour,
Pere Ubu,
Glenn Branca,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Q and Not U,
Alice Coltrane,
Mr. Review,
Sister Nancy,
Quantec,
The Fall,
Y Pants,
The Index,
Nas,
The Skatalites,
Sun Ra,
Buzzcocks,
Jacob Miller,
Lower 48,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Fuzztones,
Faraquet,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Offenders,
Ultra Naté,
The Searchers,
Derrick May,
Rites of Spring,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Nirvana,
ABC,
Moss Icon,
Bluetip,
Urselle,
Eve St. Jones,
Magma,
Fear,
Ituana,
Deadbeat,
Albert Ayler,
Brick,
Michelle Simonal,
the Soft Cell,
Von Mondo,
Arthur Verocai,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.