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 Slovenia and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the theremin 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 Brand Nubian to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Thinking Fellers Union Local 282. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra Arkestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sarah Menescal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Motorama record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Y Pants,
Man Eating Sloth,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Moebius,
Black Flag,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Panda Bear,
Mo-Dettes,
Laurel Aitken,
Youth Brigade,
JFA,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
U.S. Maple,
the Fania All-Stars,
Stereo Dub,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Roxette,
Nation of Ulysses,
Drexciya,
Avey Tare,
Brothers Johnson,
Yusef Lateef,
The Wake,
Thee Headcoats,
The Beau Brummels,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Gang Starr,
Desert Stars,
Stockholm Monsters,
Q65,
Smog,
Royal Trux,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
OOIOO,
Rod Modell,
Skriet,
Donny Hathaway,
Whodini,
The Count Five,
Man Parrish,
Dual Sessions,
Cybotron,
Lakeside,
The Dirtbombs,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Modern Lovers,
Jawbox,
The Motions,
Pantytec,
the Human League,
Roger Hodgson,
Essential Logic,
Tomorrow,
Dark Day,
Ralphi Rosario,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Aaron Thompson,
Gil Scott Heron,
Chris Corsano,
One Last Wish,
Nas,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.