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 Somalia and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the organ 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 Sunsets and Hearts to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Tom Boy. All the underground hits.
All Aswad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tim Buckley record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amazonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Fad Gadget,
Nation of Ulysses,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Nik Kershaw,
The Cure,
Joyce Sims,
The Count Five,
Kevin Saunderson,
Neil Young,
Pantaleimon,
The Birthday Party,
Schoolly D,
Mandrill,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Bad Manners,
Stiv Bators,
Lucky Dragons,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Masters at Work,
Essential Logic,
Hasil Adkins,
Robert Hood,
The Divine Comedy,
Groovy Waters,
Tim Buckley,
Marine Girls,
The Associates,
Dual Sessions,
Hoover,
Smog,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Doors,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Move,
DNA,
The Gun Club,
The Litter,
Moebius,
Camberwell Now,
Yusef Lateef,
Connie Case,
Aswad,
Sonic Youth,
Make Up,
F. McDonald,
Lungfish,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Spandau Ballet,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Albert Ayler,
Mary Jane Girls,
Fela Kuti,
June of 44,
The Motions,
Rekid,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Gang Green,
Mars,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Gladiators,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan.
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.