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 Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the guitar 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 Michelle Simonal to the grime 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 The Moody Blues. All the underground hits.
All The Raincoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oneida record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Con Funk Shun record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Janne Schatter,
Royal Trux,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gang Gang Dance,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Blackbyrds,
Todd Rundgren,
Joe Smooth,
DJ Style,
Althea and Donna,
Masters at Work,
Pole,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Sonics,
The Smiths,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Terry Callier,
Gastr Del Sol,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Pierre Henry,
Kerrie Biddell,
Siglo XX,
The Associates,
The Fire Engines,
CMW,
Peter & Gordon,
Malaria!,
Juan Atkins,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
T. Rex,
Pantaleimon,
Ultimate Spinach,
Young Marble Giants,
Maleditus Sound,
The Red Krayola,
Drexciya,
Fluxion,
Tears for Fears,
Eurythmics,
Yaz,
Outsiders,
The Leaves,
Marine Girls,
K-Klass,
Essential Logic,
Boogie Down Productions,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Goldenarms,
Warsaw,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Japan,
The Zeros,
The Beau Brummels,
Animal Collective,
Deakin,
Sun Ra,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Underground Resistance,
Tubeway Army,
ABBA,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks.
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.