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 Ukraine and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 synthesizer 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 Cheater Slicks to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Marc Almond. All the underground hits.
All Connie Case tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jandek record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Whodini record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
OOIOO,
KRS-One,
Eden Ahbez,
Al Stewart,
MDC,
Sonic Youth,
Colin Newman,
Absolute Body Control,
Todd Rundgren,
Blancmange,
Harry Pussy,
The Young Rascals,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Saints,
Vainqueur,
Jesper Dahlback,
Ronnie Foster,
Funky Four + One,
Shoche,
The Music Machine,
Black Pus,
Arcadia,
Glambeats Corp.,
Wally Richardson,
Jacques Brel,
Soft Machine,
Hot Snakes,
Scan 7,
Drexciya,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Jandek,
Anthony Braxton,
Das Ding,
Brothers Johnson,
Rekid,
Groovy Waters,
Heaven 17,
The Velvet Underground,
Pole,
Wasted Youth,
Camouflage,
The Last Poets,
The Fortunes,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Dead Boys,
Zero Boys,
Albert Ayler,
Oneida,
Mad Mike,
Soul II Soul,
Television,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Silicon Teens,
Curtis Mayfield,
Cluster,
Symarip,
Connie Case,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Detroit Cobras,
Marshall Jefferson,
Dark Day,
Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless.
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.