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 Montenegro and from Jakarta.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Bronski Beat to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Danielle Patucci. All the underground hits.
All Soulsonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every La Düsseldorf 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Slave record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Magazine,
Minor Threat,
Rites of Spring,
Neu!,
Pantaleimon,
Aswad,
UT,
The J.B.'s,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Fuzztones,
The Vogues,
The Neon Judgement,
Henry Cow,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Terrestrial Tones,
Cameo,
Lower 48,
Moss Icon,
The American Breed,
Guru Guru,
Monks,
X-102,
Boz Scaggs,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
cv313,
Procol Harum,
Isaac Hayes,
The Velvet Underground,
Gil Scott Heron,
Agitation Free,
The Toasters,
Goldenarms,
Ossler,
Charles Mingus,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Ralphi Rosario,
ABC,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Banda Bassotti,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Human League,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Connie Case,
The Invisible,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
the Bar-Kays,
Little Man,
Royal Trux,
Franke,
Desert Stars,
E-Dancer,
Mark Hollis,
Erykah Badu,
Idris Muhammad,
Circle Jerks,
Glenn Branca,
Tomorrow,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Babytalk,
Organ,
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.