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 United Kingdom and from Cairo.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and London.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Quantec to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Q65. All the underground hits.
All Aural Exciters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Terrestrial Tones record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a kango's stein massive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Second Layer,
Scion,
Arcadia,
10cc,
The Sound,
Hoover,
Patti Smith,
Vladislav Delay,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Lalann,
Tears for Fears,
Black Pus,
Ten City,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Pantytec,
Marine Girls,
Godley & Creme,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
JFA,
Bad Manners,
Kool Moe Dee,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Evens,
Lou Christie,
Joy Division,
Davy DMX,
Lower 48,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Yaz,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Suicide,
Minny Pops,
The Walker Brothers,
Jacob Miller,
Marvin Gaye,
Skriet,
The Alarm Clocks,
Sällskapet,
Ludus,
LL Cool J,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Black Moon,
The Selecter,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Siglo XX,
Procol Harum,
Yazoo,
Faraquet,
Electric Prunes,
Icehouse,
Moby Grape,
Marc Almond,
Depeche Mode,
Bobby Sherman,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Lebanon Hanover,
John Cale,
Sonic Youth,
Mandrill,
Judy Mowatt,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx.
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.