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 Norway and from Glasgow.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 LL Cool J to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Mantronix. All the underground hits.
All New Order tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gastr Del Sol record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ajijia Myrayebe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Panda Bear,
F. McDonald,
Schoolly D,
Negative Approach,
Shuggie Otis,
Delta 5,
Skarface,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Gang of Four,
Yellowson,
Throbbing Gristle,
Ken Boothe,
Peter & Gordon,
The Moleskins,
Pierre Henry,
Los Fastidios,
X-102,
Ossler,
The Monks,
K-Klass,
Pagans,
Steve Hackett,
The Associates,
Soul II Soul,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Ultravox,
Iggy Pop,
Icehouse,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sixth Finger,
Mad Mike,
Roxy Music,
Q and Not U,
Flipper,
Sex Pistols,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Royal Trux,
D'Angelo,
Pet Shop Boys,
David McCallum,
Ohio Players,
the Human League,
New York Dolls,
Subhumans,
Massinfluence,
Visage,
The Gun Club,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Agitation Free,
The Human League,
Metal Thangz,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Residents,
DJ Sneak,
Minny Pops,
Bobbi Humphrey,
a-ha,
The Techniques,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo XX.
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.