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 Cuba and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Jimmy McGriff. All the underground hits.
All Throbbing Gristle tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every OOIOO 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Depeche Mode record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scan 7,
Desert Stars,
The Pretty Things,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
OOIOO,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
John Foxx,
Visage,
Sam Rivers,
Delta 5,
Blancmange,
Interpol,
Soft Machine,
Byron Stingily,
Fugazi,
Chris & Cosey,
Nik Kershaw,
Easy Going,
Darondo,
The Techniques,
Flash Fearless,
Kevin Saunderson,
Kas Product,
Fluxion,
ABC,
The Slits,
Ohio Players,
Jeff Lynne,
Gil Scott Heron,
Ice-T,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Moody Blues,
Boogie Down Productions,
Bobby Womack,
Ultra Naté,
Harry Pussy,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Rekid,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Warsaw,
June Days,
Black Moon,
The Fuzztones,
Public Enemy,
Moebius,
Blake Baxter,
The Divine Comedy,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
the Normal,
The Litter,
The Sisters of Mercy,
UT,
F. McDonald,
Nation of Ulysses,
Rakim,
Barclay James Harvest,
Magazine,
Gregory Isaacs,
Unwound,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Scott Walker,
Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys.
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.