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 London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Terrestrial Tones. All the underground hits.
All Sunsets and Hearts tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lungfish 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 an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scan 7 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
One Last Wish,
London Community Gospel Choir,
U.S. Maple,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Gabor Szabo,
Dual Sessions,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Subhumans,
Altered Images,
Saccharine Trust,
Little Man,
The Sound,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Fat Boys,
Howard Jones,
Fort Wilson Riot,
the Fania All-Stars,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Bronski Beat,
Jesper Dahlback,
Q and Not U,
Make Up,
Michelle Simonal,
Q65,
Severed Heads,
Thee Headcoats,
Flash Fearless,
Lungfish,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Soul Sonic Force,
Oblivians,
the Swans,
Sonic Youth,
Sister Nancy,
X-102,
K-Klass,
Warren Ellis,
Stiv Bators,
Joe Smooth,
Urselle,
cv313,
Eric Copeland,
Animal Collective,
Basic Channel,
Scrapy,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Gories,
Cluster,
The Monochrome Set,
Hardrive,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Soulsonic Force,
Stetsasonic,
Talk Talk,
T.S.O.L.,
Camouflage,
Sandy B,
Adolescents,
Deakin,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Gang Gang Dance,
Rosa Yemen, Rosa Yemen, Rosa Yemen, Rosa Yemen.
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.