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 Slovenia and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Frankie Knuckles to the grunge 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 The Techniques. All the underground hits.
All The Leaves tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camberwell Now 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Make Up,
Barrington Levy,
Boredoms,
The Cramps,
10cc,
New Age Steppers,
The Smoke,
The Walker Brothers,
The Evens,
Bizarre Inc.,
David McCallum,
John Cale,
The Doors,
Nirvana,
Sugar Minott,
The Names,
The Skatalites,
Derrick May,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Negative Approach,
Janne Schatter,
Q65,
Brick,
Morten Harket,
Curtis Mayfield,
DJ Style,
Avey Tare,
Kerrie Biddell,
Aural Exciters,
The Birthday Party,
Ronnie Foster,
Tim Buckley,
Malaria!,
Wally Richardson,
The Happenings,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Kurtis Blow,
Goldenarms,
Mad Mike,
Lou Christie,
Eric Copeland,
the Sonics,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
China Crisis,
the Association,
Tubeway Army,
Gang Gang Dance,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Monochrome Set,
Skriet,
The Electric Prunes,
Q and Not U,
Lalo Schifrin,
Fear,
Gastr Del Sol,
Marcia Griffiths,
Bad Manners,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Flipper,
Cameo,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Sandy B,
E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer.
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.