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 Eritrea and from Jakarta.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Graham Central Station to the dance 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 Oneida. All the underground hits.
All The Tremeloes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mark Hollis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Main Source record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar 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?
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Chris & Cosey,
Toni Rubio,
Suburban Knight,
D'Angelo,
K-Klass,
Pet Shop Boys,
X-102,
Symarip,
Johnny Clarke,
Thompson Twins,
Mark Hollis,
CMW,
The Tremeloes,
The Last Poets,
The Leaves,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Icehouse,
The Trojans,
The Gories,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Cluster,
World's Most,
Michelle Simonal,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Wasted Youth,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
FM Einheit,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Barracudas,
Minutemen,
In Retrospect,
Gastr Del Sol,
Pagans,
Harry Pussy,
Young Marble Giants,
The Raincoats,
The Blues Magoos,
Stereo Dub,
Marshall Jefferson,
Tres Demented,
Nils Olav,
X-Ray Spex,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Kinks,
LL Cool J,
Kool Moe Dee,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Sixth Finger,
Radio Birdman,
Public Image Ltd.,
Harmonia,
This Heat,
Stockholm Monsters,
Erasure,
Unrelated Segments,
Guru Guru,
the Normal,
Newcleus,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Franke,
Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger.
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.