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 Serbia and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 chamberlin 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 Yazoo to the disco 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 Bobbi Humphrey. All the underground hits.
All Public Enemy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Music Machine 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Order record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Throbbing Gristle,
Moby Grape,
48th St. Collective,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Mr. Review,
Suburban Knight,
Sun Ra,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Country Teasers,
Easy Going,
Supertramp,
Terry Callier,
These Immortal Souls,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Standells,
Sonic Youth,
The Gladiators,
Vladislav Delay,
The Move,
Oblivians,
The Fugs,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Techniques,
Pole,
The Golliwogs,
Barrington Levy,
Roy Ayers,
Warren Ellis,
K-Klass,
Scratch Acid,
Josef K,
Minutemen,
The Leaves,
Bluetip,
Lou Christie,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
New Age Steppers,
Lightning Bolt,
Severed Heads,
Pere Ubu,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Johnny Osbourne,
Wasted Youth,
Cymande,
Soul Sonic Force,
Franke,
Intrusion,
Gang Green,
Wings,
Electric Prunes,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Gap Band,
Arthur Verocai,
The New Christs,
The Durutti Column,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Y Pants,
Jandek,
One Last Wish,
Gang Gang Dance,
Section 25,
Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators.
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.