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 Latvia and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 The Monks to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 the Germs. All the underground hits.
All James Chance & The Contortions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delon & Dalcan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shoche record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Country Teasers,
Faraquet,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Maleditus Sound,
The Slits,
The Wake,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Grey Daturas,
Rosa Yemen,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
the Association,
The Dirtbombs,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Cluster,
The Vogues,
Wire,
Magazine,
Eddi Front,
Ludus,
Gil Scott Heron,
Terrestrial Tones,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Carl Craig,
Jeff Lynne,
The Busters,
X-102,
Fluxion,
Cybotron,
Black Pus,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Wally Richardson,
Marshall Jefferson,
Black Sheep,
Crooked Eye,
Iggy Pop,
Ten City,
One Last Wish,
Unrelated Segments,
Stereo Dub,
Nik Kershaw,
Archie Shepp,
John Cale,
Lungfish,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Bootsy Collins,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Pet Shop Boys,
Boredoms,
New Order,
Mary Jane Girls,
Lee Hazlewood,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Sixth Finger,
Silicon Teens,
Nation of Ulysses,
Japan,
Swans,
T.S.O.L.,
Yellowson,
B.T. Express,
EPMD, EPMD, EPMD, EPMD.
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.