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 Israel and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Victims to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Ornette Coleman. All the underground hits.
All The Birthday Party tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Associates 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 güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ponytail record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zapp,
The Star Department,
The Modern Lovers,
Ice-T,
Ultravox,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Derrick Morgan,
Goldenarms,
Subhumans,
Half Japanese,
The Fall,
Oblivians,
Marvin Gaye,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Thee Headcoats,
Todd Terry,
Infiniti,
Black Sheep,
Anakelly,
T.S.O.L.,
DJ Sneak,
KRS-One,
Skriet,
Rapeman,
Main Source,
Nas,
Lou Reed,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
John Lydon,
Gang Gang Dance,
Deepchord,
The Blackbyrds,
Malaria!,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Minor Threat,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Skarface,
The Slits,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Camouflage,
The Slackers,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Walker Brothers,
Altered Images,
8 Eyed Spy,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Metal Thangz,
Quando Quango,
The Red Krayola,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Fat Boys,
Joy Division,
Hasil Adkins,
Faust,
Pharoah Sanders,
Maleditus Sound,
OOIOO,
The Doobie Brothers,
Funkadelic,
Bill Wells,
The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes.
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.