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 Colombia and from Lille.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Crash Course in Science to the funk 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 Roxy Music. All the underground hits.
All Black Moon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ash Ra Tempel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang Starr record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlback,
Pharoah Sanders,
Model 500,
Avey Tare,
Kerri Chandler,
Marc Almond,
a-ha,
Pantytec,
Archie Shepp,
H. Thieme,
Moebius,
Curtis Mayfield,
Negative Approach,
the Slits,
CMW,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
X-Ray Spex,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Arab on Radar,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Lalo Schifrin,
Lakeside,
Slick Rick,
Ten City,
Susan Cadogan,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Anakelly,
Television Personalities,
Johnny Osbourne,
Hasil Adkins,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sugar Minott,
Warren Ellis,
Black Flag,
Prince Buster,
Marshall Jefferson,
Black Sheep,
Chris & Cosey,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Sound Behaviour,
Fela Kuti,
Pussy Galore,
Cymande,
Q65,
Mantronix,
Soul Sonic Force,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Eric Copeland,
The Knickerbockers,
Organ,
Das Ding,
The Evens,
The Dead C,
the Human League,
Roxette,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Althea and Donna,
Babytalk,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.