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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Liliput to the electroclash 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 Carl Craig. All the underground hits.
All A Flock of Seagulls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sonics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 an oboe and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fortunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiopuhelimet,
World's Most,
The Misunderstood,
Sister Nancy,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Ponytail,
Groovy Waters,
Babytalk,
Radiohead,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Audionom,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Names,
Bootsy Collins,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Toasters,
Electric Prunes,
In Retrospect,
Ludus,
Arcadia,
Lakeside,
John Coltrane,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
the Bar-Kays,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Can,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Joe Finger,
Faraquet,
The Music Machine,
China Crisis,
James White and The Blacks,
Kenny Larkin,
Barbara Tucker,
The Sound,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Girls At Our Best!,
One Last Wish,
a-ha,
Frankie Knuckles,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Icehouse,
Delta 5,
Slick Rick,
Warsaw,
Black Pus,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Pharoah Sanders,
Das Ding,
Jeff Mills,
Chris & Cosey,
X-102,
Bill Near,
John Holt,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Maleditus Sound,
Jacques Brel,
The Modern Lovers,
Rufus Thomas,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.