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 Liechtenstein and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Darondo to the jazz 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 Saints. All the underground hits.
All Godley & Creme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lonnie Liston Smith record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lizzy Mercier Descloux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gerry Rafferty,
Q65,
Bob Dylan,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Ponytail,
Whodini,
Saccharine Trust,
The Golliwogs,
Sound Behaviour,
Deadbeat,
Kenny Larkin,
Basic Channel,
Circle Jerks,
The Smoke,
Das Ding,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Yellowson,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Agent Orange,
Essential Logic,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Royal Trux,
Marine Girls,
The Residents,
Boz Scaggs,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Henry Cow,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Doors,
Half Japanese,
Radiopuhelimet,
Camberwell Now,
Babytalk,
Surgeon,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Fad Gadget,
Albert Ayler,
Sight & Sound,
Josef K,
Lou Reed,
Carl Craig,
Dark Day,
Dennis Brown,
The Gories,
Subhumans,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Slackers,
Ice-T,
Bizarre Inc.,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Happenings,
Electric Prunes,
New Order,
Jesper Dahlback,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
DJ Style,
Angry Samoans,
Crime,
Charles Mingus,
Tears for Fears,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience.
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.