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 Egypt and from Spokane.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 mellotron 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 Public Image Ltd. to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Magazine. All the underground hits.
All Scott Walker tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eli Mardock record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a E-Dancer record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Slits,
Joyce Sims,
Amon Düül II,
The Smoke,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Knickerbockers,
Sixth Finger,
U.S. Maple,
Juan Atkins,
Anakelly,
Oblivians,
Gong,
The Count Five,
10cc,
Nils Olav,
Barclay James Harvest,
Lower 48,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Monks,
Bill Near,
Brass Construction,
Lou Reed,
Technova,
Au Pairs,
Zapp,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
EPMD,
Amazonics,
Sonic Youth,
Ice-T,
Faust,
Supertramp,
B.T. Express,
Bizarre Inc.,
Mission of Burma,
Unrelated Segments,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gil Scott Heron,
the Fania All-Stars,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Nas,
The Skatalites,
Lungfish,
Jawbox,
Desert Stars,
Cheater Slicks,
Gabor Szabo,
The Standells,
Grey Daturas,
Organ,
New Order,
Chris Corsano,
Slave,
Black Moon,
Marc Almond,
Hashim,
Lalo Schifrin,
Alison Limerick,
MDC,
Peter & Gordon,
The Happenings,
Todd Rundgren,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.