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 Greece and from Portland.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the 808 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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs to the crunk 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 Lakeside. All the underground hits.
All Wolf Eyes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sandy B record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joensuu 1685,
Nick Fraelich,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Dennis Brown,
Organ,
Gang Gang Dance,
Pantaleimon,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Spandau Ballet,
Anakelly,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Darondo,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Chrome,
The Walker Brothers,
Monolake,
Deakin,
Icehouse,
Pole,
Symarip,
The Martian,
Suburban Knight,
Clear Light,
The Happenings,
Liliput,
E-Dancer,
Roger Hodgson,
Brick,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Bronski Beat,
Jandek,
Trumans Water,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Techniques,
John Foxx,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Skatalites,
Urselle,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Big Daddy Kane,
Blancmange,
Man Parrish,
the Soft Cell,
The Wake,
Adolescents,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Bang On A Can,
Pet Shop Boys,
Moebius,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Hot Snakes,
Angry Samoans,
John Cale,
New Order,
Chris Corsano,
Gabor Szabo,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine.
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.