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 Papua New Guinea and from Beijing.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Glasgow.
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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Larry & the Blue Notes to the rock 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 cv313. All the underground hits.
All The Red Krayola tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Shadows of Knight record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an arpeggiator and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Order record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jawbox,
The Associates,
Gang Green,
The Tremeloes,
Marmalade,
Al Stewart,
The Doors,
The Barracudas,
The Velvet Underground,
Ultravox,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Buckinghams,
Joy Division,
Joe Smooth,
Ronan,
Audionom,
Davy DMX,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Count Five,
The Raincoats,
Bluetip,
Pierre Henry,
Rekid,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Rapeman,
Fatback Band,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Sister Nancy,
Patti Smith,
Marc Almond,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Peter & Gordon,
Nico,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Walker Brothers,
Brick,
Whodini,
Sonny Sharrock,
UT,
Sun City Girls,
The Cure,
Intrusion,
Popol Vuh,
Alison Limerick,
Donald Byrd,
Icehouse,
One Last Wish,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Quadrant,
Flash Fearless,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Smog,
Mr. Review,
Cluster,
X-101,
Brass Construction,
the Sonics,
Marshall Jefferson,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo.
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.