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 United Kingdom and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 chamberlin 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 Fluxion to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Neil Young & Crazy Horse. All the underground hits.
All Jeff Lynne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heaven 17 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fluxion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Residents,
Unrelated Segments,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Iggy Pop,
MDC,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Smoke,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Chris & Cosey,
Alphaville,
Kerrie Biddell,
June of 44,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Beau Brummels,
Piero Umiliani,
Gong,
New Age Steppers,
Gabor Szabo,
The Buckinghams,
Y Pants,
Fat Boys,
The Motions,
Ronnie Foster,
The Monochrome Set,
Pole,
These Immortal Souls,
The Pretty Things,
Bobby Byrd,
Basic Channel,
Kevin Saunderson,
Thee Headcoats,
Sandy B,
The Doors,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sonic Youth,
Das Ding,
Black Sheep,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Kurtis Blow,
Barbara Tucker,
The Martian,
Avey Tare,
Livin' Joy,
The Fortunes,
Carl Craig,
Jeru the Damaja,
Eden Ahbez,
Marshall Jefferson,
Roxette,
Hoover,
Jeff Lynne,
Electric Prunes,
Gang Starr,
K-Klass,
John Foxx,
KRS-One,
The Fall,
Urselle,
Clear Light,
The Music Machine,
Visage,
Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz.
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.