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 Peru and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Erykah Badu 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 Fort Wilson Riot. All the underground hits.
All Camouflage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bill Wells 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harmonia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris Corsano,
Dual Sessions,
Talk Talk,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Buckinghams,
Patti Smith,
Easy Going,
The Monks,
MC5,
The Gladiators,
Desert Stars,
The Doors,
Arcadia,
Dorothy Ashby,
Glenn Branca,
Groovy Waters,
Fad Gadget,
Kurtis Blow,
Babytalk,
The Move,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Vogues,
the Normal,
Popol Vuh,
Suicide,
David McCallum,
Wasted Youth,
Lalann,
Gastr Del Sol,
Tropical Tobacco,
Thompson Twins,
DJ Sneak,
the Sonics,
Robert Görl,
Sonic Youth,
The Electric Prunes,
New York Dolls,
Metal Thangz,
Junior Murvin,
Joe Smooth,
X-101,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Judy Mowatt,
Crooked Eye,
Sun Ra,
Marc Almond,
Surgeon,
Skaos,
Minutemen,
Technova,
The Fire Engines,
Ultimate Spinach,
Sugar Minott,
kango's stein massive,
The Star Department,
Don Cherry,
The Fugs,
Bob Dylan,
Joey Negro,
Joyce Sims,
Erykah Badu,
Infiniti,
Yellowson,
K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass.
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.