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 Antigua and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Pierre Henry to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Gil Scott Heron. All the underground hits.
All K-Klass tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marvin Gaye record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crispian St. Peters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Traffic Nightmare,
Skaos,
Donald Byrd,
Nirvana,
The Red Krayola,
KRS-One,
Newcleus,
Franke,
Eric Copeland,
Eve St. Jones,
The Moody Blues,
DJ Sneak,
Nation of Ulysses,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Shadows of Knight,
Warren Ellis,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Idris Muhammad,
Simply Red,
Shuggie Otis,
Qualms,
The Monochrome Set,
Judy Mowatt,
Eli Mardock,
Roxy Music,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Piero Umiliani,
Royal Trux,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Rosa Yemen,
the Swans,
Fela Kuti,
Robert Wyatt,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Guru Guru,
Wolf Eyes,
Easy Going,
Unrelated Segments,
Hoover,
Scrapy,
Tubeway Army,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Minor Threat,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Von Mondo,
Colin Newman,
John Lydon,
Main Source,
Byron Stingily,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Rufus Thomas,
The Angels of Light,
Camouflage,
Marmalade,
Dorothy Ashby,
Angry Samoans,
Danielle Patucci,
Lou Reed,
the Bar-Kays,
Minnie Riperton,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
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.