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 Cuba and from Spokane.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Heavy D & The Boyz to the rap 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 The Royal Family And The Poor. All the underground hits.
All DeepChord presents Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cramps 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tom Boy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
June of 44,
The Litter,
Rotary Connection,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Knickerbockers,
The Shadows of Knight,
Bronski Beat,
the Bar-Kays,
Faust,
Wire,
Soft Machine,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Aswad,
cv313,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Jeff Mills,
Lebanon Hanover,
Chris & Cosey,
Siglo XX,
Khruangbin,
X-102,
Model 500,
Roxette,
Yellowson,
Alphaville,
Bill Near,
E-Dancer,
Spandau Ballet,
Von Mondo,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Accadde A,
Rufus Thomas,
Dave Gahan,
New Order,
Grandmaster Flash,
Hashim,
Marvin Gaye,
Mantronix,
Hardrive,
Radiohead,
Public Enemy,
Popol Vuh,
Goldenarms,
Groovy Waters,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Fat Boys,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Young Rascals,
The Residents,
Black Moon,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Gregory Isaacs,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Kevin Saunderson,
Danielle Patucci,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Trumans Water,
Rosa Yemen,
D'Angelo,
The Monochrome Set,
Make Up,
Stereo Dub,
Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends.
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.