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 States and from Paris.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 L. Decosne to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Eddi Front. All the underground hits.
All K-Klass tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June of 44 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barbara Tucker record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
X-101,
Gastr Del Sol,
Schoolly D,
Grey Daturas,
Scrapy,
Pole,
Public Image Ltd.,
Magma,
Alphaville,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Judy Mowatt,
Black Flag,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Doors,
Fluxion,
X-Ray Spex,
The Gladiators,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
K-Klass,
Vladislav Delay,
Reuben Wilson,
The Stooges,
UT,
Maleditus Sound,
The Slackers,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Pulsallama,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Roxette,
Eddi Front,
Joe Smooth,
Marine Girls,
Q65,
Susan Cadogan,
Gichy Dan,
Tim Buckley,
Nik Kershaw,
The Seeds,
Roger Hodgson,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Max Romeo,
Intrusion,
The Dead C,
The Five Americans,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Detroit Cobras,
Jesper Dahlback,
Mars,
Deakin,
Hardrive,
B.T. Express,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The J.B.'s,
Neil Young,
Anthony Braxton,
Mission of Burma,
The Fire Engines,
Skriet,
Moebius,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band.
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.