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 Italy and from Delhi.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Quando Quango to the techno 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 Quantec. All the underground hits.
All Underground Resistance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül II record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lebanon Hanover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
ABBA,
Funky Four + One,
Yusef Lateef,
Gabor Szabo,
Average White Band,
Bob Dylan,
Tres Demented,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Amon Düül,
Alton Ellis,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Half Japanese,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Fluxion,
Rotary Connection,
Peter and Kerry,
Crash Course in Science,
Reuben Wilson,
Interpol,
The Martian,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Trojans,
The Durutti Column,
The Monochrome Set,
X-101,
The Cramps,
Suicide,
Ludus,
Roy Ayers,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Scott Walker,
Roxette,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Cure,
Radio Birdman,
The Kinks,
Pantytec,
China Crisis,
The Five Americans,
The United States of America,
Ultimate Spinach,
Monks,
Alice Coltrane,
Funkadelic,
Thompson Twins,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Dirtbombs,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Modern Lovers,
Agent Orange,
Marine Girls,
Adolescents,
Unwound,
Blancmange,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Cecil Taylor,
Sun Ra,
Lucky Dragons,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kayak, Kayak, Kayak, Kayak.
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.