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 Swaziland and from Lyon.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 JFA to the disco 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 Gil Scott Heron. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Halsall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sister Nancy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Con Funk Shun 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?
Marine Girls,
Eric Copeland,
Minnie Riperton,
Warsaw,
Subhumans,
Judy Mowatt,
Lalann,
Erykah Badu,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Jeff Mills,
Drive Like Jehu,
Maurizio,
Roxy Music,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Spoonie Gee,
Procol Harum,
Scratch Acid,
The Mummies,
Bauhaus,
New Age Steppers,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Janne Schatter,
Ten City,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Aswad,
X-101,
the Bar-Kays,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Busters,
L. Decosne,
Radio Birdman,
Kayak,
Dennis Brown,
Eve St. Jones,
Mantronix,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Skaos,
Easy Going,
Das Ding,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Black Bananas,
Eddi Front,
MC5,
Tears for Fears,
Q65,
Panda Bear,
H. Thieme,
Maleditus Sound,
Rotary Connection,
Camberwell Now,
The American Breed,
Scott Walker,
Joyce Sims,
Dorothy Ashby,
Quando Quango,
Alice Coltrane,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Mission of Burma,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Todd Rundgren,
Kas Product,
Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5.
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.