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 Saudi Arabia and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Make Up to the techno 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 Little Man. All the underground hits.
All Suburban Knight tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Michelle Simonal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Excepter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Panda Bear,
Sixth Finger,
Theoretical Girls,
Cameo,
Derrick May,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Excepter,
Nick Fraelich,
Animal Collective,
Sexual Harrassment,
Gerry Rafferty,
Deepchord,
Model 500,
Organ,
Mr. Review,
Public Image Ltd.,
Amon Düül,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Glambeats Corp.,
EPMD,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Rekid,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
New York Dolls,
Lou Reed,
The Offenders,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Dark Day,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Golliwogs,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Wire,
Ornette Coleman,
Clear Light,
Agitation Free,
The Fire Engines,
Graham Central Station,
Negative Approach,
The Raincoats,
The Sonics,
Sonic Youth,
Half Japanese,
Brothers Johnson,
The Durutti Column,
The Count Five,
Guru Guru,
The Five Americans,
Oblivians,
Crispy Ambulance,
Infiniti,
Pagans,
Massinfluence,
Alton Ellis,
The Misunderstood,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Tubeway Army,
Dorothy Ashby,
Niagra,
Johnny Clarke,
Porter Ricks,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
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.