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 the UAE and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Lakeside to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Urselle. All the underground hits.
All Popol Vuh tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blake Baxter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tres Demented record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
OOIOO,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Motions,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Associates,
Organ,
Nico,
Marc Almond,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Max Romeo,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Doors,
The Black Dice,
Fluxion,
Eric Copeland,
Altered Images,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Blackbyrds,
Throbbing Gristle,
Piero Umiliani,
John Lydon,
Derrick May,
Harpers Bizarre,
Rosa Yemen,
Banda Bassotti,
Monolake,
Panda Bear,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Connie Case,
Al Stewart,
Isaac Hayes,
Sugar Minott,
Rakim,
DNA,
Glenn Branca,
Amon Düül,
the Human League,
Ice-T,
Amon Düül II,
Maurizio,
Moss Icon,
Erasure,
the Association,
Carl Craig,
Michelle Simonal,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Joensuu 1685,
Minutemen,
Main Source,
Todd Terry,
Heaven 17,
The Dead C,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Drexciya,
FM Einheit,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Brand Nubian,
The Standells,
Janne Schatter,
Eddi Front,
Mary Jane Girls,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes.
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.