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 Rwanda and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 DJ Sneak to the punk 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 Fluxion. All the underground hits.
All Slave tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New York Dolls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swans,
The Martian,
Derrick May,
Oblivians,
The Fuzztones,
Smog,
Fugazi,
Derrick Morgan,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Harry Pussy,
ABBA,
Big Daddy Kane,
Rapeman,
Das Ding,
Adolescents,
Easy Going,
Qualms,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Deakin,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Josef K,
The Busters,
Gastr Del Sol,
Eden Ahbez,
Cybotron,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Leaves,
Jawbox,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Motions,
F. McDonald,
Radiopuhelimet,
New Order,
Banda Bassotti,
Letta Mbulu,
Camouflage,
Jacques Brel,
The Tremeloes,
Johnny Clarke,
Bluetip,
Tomorrow,
Sam Rivers,
The Young Rascals,
B.T. Express,
Moebius,
Lee Hazlewood,
Angry Samoans,
MC5,
Warren Ellis,
The Beau Brummels,
Freddie Wadling,
Charles Mingus,
The Gun Club,
The Evens,
Zero Boys,
The Kinks,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
ABC,
K-Klass,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
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You don't know what you really want.
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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.