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 Bulgaria and from Copenhagen.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Pantaleimon to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Joy Division. All the underground hits.
All Don Cherry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marmalade record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Laurel Aitken record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
X-102,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Eurythmics,
Essential Logic,
Mantronix,
Pantytec,
The Mojo Men,
Underground Resistance,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Wake,
Lou Reed,
Joe Finger,
Dave Gahan,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Second Layer,
Connie Case,
Vainqueur,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Fatback Band,
The New Christs,
Byron Stingily,
Quando Quango,
Alton Ellis,
Animal Collective,
Parry Music,
Monks,
Sällskapet,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Kaleidoscope,
Lower 48,
Quadrant,
Malaria!,
Black Flag,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Fugazi,
Eli Mardock,
Lee Hazlewood,
Wings,
Sonic Youth,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Massinfluence,
Drexciya,
The Blues Magoos,
The Seeds,
LL Cool J,
The Human League,
Mandrill,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Agent Orange,
Absolute Body Control,
Jeff Lynne,
Dorothy Ashby,
Cybotron,
The Fire Engines,
Liliput,
Glambeats Corp.,
Black Moon, Black Moon, Black Moon, Black Moon.
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.