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 Mexico and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Cybotron to the grime 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 The Toasters. All the underground hits.
All Sarah Menescal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cal Tjader record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fear record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Outsiders,
the Sonics,
Glenn Branca,
Neil Young,
Kurtis Blow,
Essential Logic,
Cymande,
Kerri Chandler,
Flamin' Groovies,
Harpers Bizarre,
These Immortal Souls,
Connie Case,
Todd Rundgren,
Vainqueur,
One Last Wish,
Heaven 17,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Pussy Galore,
The Velvet Underground,
Oblivians,
X-102,
Cluster,
Moby Grape,
the Soft Cell,
Rod Modell,
Bizarre Inc.,
Ultimate Spinach,
Jesper Dahlback,
Moss Icon,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Aural Exciters,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Fatback Band,
The Vogues,
Swell Maps,
Newcleus,
MC5,
Tim Buckley,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Black Moon,
The J.B.'s,
Joensuu 1685,
the Normal,
Eric Copeland,
Index,
Popol Vuh,
Gang of Four,
Pet Shop Boys,
Drive Like Jehu,
Jeru the Damaja,
Lucky Dragons,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Fall,
Todd Terry,
The Misunderstood,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Kaleidoscope,
Man Parrish,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.