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 Uganda and from Philadelphia.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 arpeggiator 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 Junior Murvin to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Moebius. All the underground hits.
All Clear Light tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scrapy 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aaron Thompson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barbara Tucker,
The Remains,
The New Christs,
Marvin Gaye,
Man Eating Sloth,
Vladislav Delay,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Wings,
Brothers Johnson,
Alice Coltrane,
Bobby Womack,
Leonard Cohen,
The Smoke,
FM Einheit,
Glenn Branca,
The Gap Band,
Vainqueur,
Gichy Dan,
Symarip,
The Red Krayola,
Swans,
Robert Hood,
La Düsseldorf,
Cluster,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Yaz,
Joensuu 1685,
June Days,
Bob Dylan,
Public Image Ltd.,
Gang Gang Dance,
Drexciya,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Excepter,
Terrestrial Tones,
Malaria!,
Ludus,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Aloha Tigers,
Aural Exciters,
The Blackbyrds,
ABC,
EPMD,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Scan 7,
Motorama,
The Black Dice,
Circle Jerks,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Kenny Larkin,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Misunderstood,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Roxy Music,
Erykah Badu,
London Community Gospel Choir,
John Holt,
The Fugs,
The Birthday Party,
Fatback Band,
Audionom,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Bootsy Collins,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu.
You don't know what you really want.
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.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.