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 Switzerland and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 mellotron 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 Eli Mardock to the rock 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 Procol Harum. All the underground hits.
All Black Bananas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Terry,
Goldenarms,
Bizarre Inc.,
Can,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Electric Prunes,
Panda Bear,
The Five Americans,
Visage,
The Electric Prunes,
Rapeman,
Loose Ends,
The Standells,
Pagans,
DJ Style,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Faraquet,
Pantaleimon,
Sister Nancy,
Unrelated Segments,
New Order,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Mo-Dettes,
Shoche,
Davy DMX,
Make Up,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Kinks,
Depeche Mode,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Doobie Brothers,
Lebanon Hanover,
Mission of Burma,
Traffic Nightmare,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Donny Hathaway,
Bobby Byrd,
Joe Smooth,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Buckinghams,
Nation of Ulysses,
This Heat,
Terry Callier,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Danielle Patucci,
Public Enemy,
One Last Wish,
Massinfluence,
Tomorrow,
Funkadelic,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The United States of America,
Soulsonic Force,
the Association,
The Move,
Terrestrial Tones,
Clear Light,
Cymande,
Ultravox,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Mars,
the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays.
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.