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 Andorra 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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 DJ Sneak to the grime 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 Althea and Donna. All the underground hits.
All Scion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gerry Rafferty record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nik Kershaw record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fatback Band,
The American Breed,
Alice Coltrane,
Magazine,
Nick Fraelich,
Bill Wells,
This Heat,
Essential Logic,
John Cale,
DJ Sneak,
Sandy B,
Rites of Spring,
David McCallum,
Wasted Youth,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Gastr Del Sol,
D'Angelo,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Intrusion,
Eddi Front,
The Fire Engines,
Sound Behaviour,
Brick,
Technova,
Cecil Taylor,
Organ,
One Last Wish,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Scan 7,
Wolf Eyes,
Severed Heads,
The Red Krayola,
Model 500,
Roxy Music,
Jawbox,
Cameo,
the Soft Cell,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Pantaleimon,
Soul Sonic Force,
Television,
Joensuu 1685,
Half Japanese,
Television Personalities,
Japan,
Harpers Bizarre,
Gang Gang Dance,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Howard Jones,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Youth Brigade,
Chrome,
Skaos,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Fad Gadget,
Godley & Creme,
AZ,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Soft Cell,
Lower 48,
the Fania All-Stars,
World's Most,
Bad Manners, Bad Manners, Bad Manners, Bad Manners.
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.