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 Indonesia and from Lagos.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Philadelphia.
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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ 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 Skaos to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Parry Music. All the underground hits.
All Adolescents tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roxette record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Motorama record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Copeland,
Maurizio,
Liliput,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Blancmange,
Davy DMX,
Connie Case,
Sällskapet,
Harmonia,
The Litter,
Y Pants,
Jeff Mills,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Neil Young,
Trumans Water,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Curtis Mayfield,
Drive Like Jehu,
Letta Mbulu,
Pharoah Sanders,
Tropical Tobacco,
John Cale,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Techniques,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Yellowson,
Eden Ahbez,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Lightning Bolt,
Donny Hathaway,
Alison Limerick,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Mandrill,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Youth Brigade,
Skaos,
Brick,
DNA,
Soft Cell,
Skarface,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Flamin' Groovies,
Stereo Dub,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Oblivians,
David Bowie,
Ultravox,
Organ,
Nick Fraelich,
10cc,
Public Enemy,
Monolake,
Black Moon,
The Beau Brummels,
Sexual Harrassment,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Franke,
Joey Negro,
The Black Dice,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade.
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.