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 Togo and from Tokyo.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
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 Visage to the disco 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 Cramps. All the underground hits.
All Los Fastidios tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rites of Spring 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 an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Urselle record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Rapeman,
John Lydon,
The Move,
Altered Images,
Crash Course in Science,
the Normal,
Crooked Eye,
Junior Murvin,
Kool Moe Dee,
Swell Maps,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Stereo Dub,
The Fall,
The Kinks,
Smog,
Prince Buster,
Frankie Knuckles,
Pharoah Sanders,
T.S.O.L.,
Robert Wyatt,
The Victims,
Brick,
Chris Corsano,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Index,
Soft Machine,
Siglo XX,
Althea and Donna,
Banda Bassotti,
Bobby Byrd,
Judy Mowatt,
Ten City,
Mission of Burma,
The Birthday Party,
Soul Sonic Force,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Alice Coltrane,
Thompson Twins,
Jawbox,
Groovy Waters,
Khruangbin,
U.S. Maple,
Pierre Henry,
Duran Duran,
Japan,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Gang Green,
The Gap Band,
ABBA,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Angels of Light,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Moleskins,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Buzzcocks,
Dark Day,
The Cowsills,
UT,
The Raincoats, The Raincoats, The Raincoats, The Raincoats.
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.