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 Montenegro and from Spokane.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Cecil Taylor to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Das Ding. All the underground hits.
All Smog tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every CMW 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arcadia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Reagan Youth,
Joe Finger,
This Heat,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Sexual Harrassment,
Technova,
The Names,
Metal Thangz,
Easy Going,
Unwound,
The Gladiators,
Joe Smooth,
Swell Maps,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Lalann,
Dorothy Ashby,
Gang Gang Dance,
Cybotron,
Roy Ayers,
One Last Wish,
Cal Tjader,
Supertramp,
Massinfluence,
Severed Heads,
Piero Umiliani,
Barbara Tucker,
Eurythmics,
Mr. Review,
Fatback Band,
Nils Olav,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Basic Channel,
Eden Ahbez,
Kool Moe Dee,
Malaria!,
Mars,
CMW,
Black Sheep,
The Tremeloes,
Ronan,
Scratch Acid,
Banda Bassotti,
Motorama,
Section 25,
Kas Product,
Jeff Mills,
These Immortal Souls,
EPMD,
Mantronix,
Saccharine Trust,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Monks,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Invisible,
Joensuu 1685,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Ralphi Rosario,
Oblivians,
X-Ray Spex,
Sixth Finger,
The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges.
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.