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 India and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 oboe 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 Derrick May to the rap 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 Sarah Menescal. All the underground hits.
All the Normal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Drexciya 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 mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Invisible record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Spoonie Gee,
The Leaves,
Gastr Del Sol,
Audionom,
Spandau Ballet,
Bad Manners,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Barbara Tucker,
Metal Thangz,
Gang Starr,
Jesper Dahlback,
Livin' Joy,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Michelle Simonal,
Motorama,
The Gladiators,
The Techniques,
Camouflage,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Terry Callier,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Duran Duran,
John Holt,
Minny Pops,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Juan Atkins,
Fat Boys,
Wasted Youth,
Eden Ahbez,
kango's stein massive,
Kerrie Biddell,
Letta Mbulu,
Chris & Cosey,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Ice-T,
Ken Boothe,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Marine Girls,
Amazonics,
Leonard Cohen,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Talk Talk,
The Modern Lovers,
June of 44,
ABBA,
Robert Görl,
Reuben Wilson,
Khruangbin,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
AZ,
Theoretical Girls,
New Order,
Little Man,
New York Dolls,
Roger Hodgson,
Reagan Youth,
Man Parrish,
New Age Steppers,
The Raincoats,
Nick Fraelich,
Radiopuhelimet,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles.
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.