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 Dominica and from Accra.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the organ 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 Alice Coltrane to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Minor Threat. All the underground hits.
All Oblivians tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MC5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 rhodes and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flipper,
Moebius,
Aloha Tigers,
The Searchers,
Radiopuhelimet,
Kevin Saunderson,
Grey Daturas,
Q65,
Jerry's Kids,
Arcadia,
R.M.O.,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Negative Approach,
Kerri Chandler,
DNA,
Joe Finger,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Ornette Coleman,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Black Bananas,
The Cowsills,
The Wake,
These Immortal Souls,
Scan 7,
Young Marble Giants,
Minor Threat,
The Invisible,
Basic Channel,
The Alarm Clocks,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Al Stewart,
Slick Rick,
Pantytec,
Chrome,
Barbara Tucker,
Letta Mbulu,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Lindisfarne,
The Beau Brummels,
Yellowson,
Blake Baxter,
Toni Rubio,
La Düsseldorf,
Leonard Cohen,
Brick,
Jacob Miller,
Gregory Isaacs,
Glambeats Corp.,
Blancmange,
L. Decosne,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
New Age Steppers,
Johnny Clarke,
The Five Americans,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Tears for Fears,
The Electric Prunes,
X-101,
Tres Demented,
Delta 5,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz.
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.