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 Israel and from Beijing.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 UT to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Girls At Our Best!. All the underground hits.
All The Monks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boredoms record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fela Kuti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Teasers,
Prince Buster,
The Gories,
The Dave Clark Five,
EPMD,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Robert Görl,
UT,
Tomorrow,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Morten Harket,
Reagan Youth,
The Doobie Brothers,
Ten City,
Oblivians,
Alice Coltrane,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Grass Roots,
Pet Shop Boys,
Michelle Simonal,
The Moody Blues,
Minny Pops,
Visage,
Livin' Joy,
Al Stewart,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Lower 48,
Pagans,
Aural Exciters,
Arthur Verocai,
The Cramps,
Eve St. Jones,
H. Thieme,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Fire Engines,
Soft Machine,
Flamin' Groovies,
Warren Ellis,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Lucky Dragons,
PIL,
Delon & Dalcan,
Technova,
The Buckinghams,
Average White Band,
Radiohead,
The Remains,
Harry Pussy,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Make Up,
Model 500,
Buzzcocks,
DNA,
Guru Guru,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Desert Stars,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Kayak,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Leaves,
Black Pus,
A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio.
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.