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 Bulgaria and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 linndrum 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 The Stooges to the dance 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 Black Sheep. All the underground hits.
All Byron Stingily tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radio Birdman 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Larry & the Blue Notes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barrington Levy,
Fear,
Mark Hollis,
Ralphi Rosario,
Ornette Coleman,
Gil Scott Heron,
Pulsallama,
World's Most,
The Litter,
Dark Day,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sight & Sound,
Pere Ubu,
The Cramps,
Barclay James Harvest,
Altered Images,
Brothers Johnson,
Minnie Riperton,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Eyeless In Gaza,
U.S. Maple,
Gang Green,
X-102,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Marc Almond,
48th St. Collective,
Cecil Taylor,
The Zeros,
The Young Rascals,
Albert Ayler,
ABBA,
Danielle Patucci,
Brass Construction,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Scan 7,
Lungfish,
The Fall,
Yazoo,
Gichy Dan,
Soul Sonic Force,
Bobby Byrd,
Gang Starr,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Joe Smooth,
Harry Pussy,
The Angels of Light,
R.M.O.,
Underground Resistance,
Agitation Free,
Unwound,
Black Moon,
Traffic Nightmare,
Sister Nancy,
The Victims,
Mo-Dettes,
Flash Fearless,
The Doobie Brothers,
Vainqueur,
Simply Red,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish.
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.