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 Qatar and from Paris.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 linndrum 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 Talk Talk to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Jandek. All the underground hits.
All Laurel Aitken tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arcadia record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anakelly record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Model 500,
The Saints,
Anthony Braxton,
Wings,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Real Kids,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Crash Course in Science,
Bobbi Humphrey,
EPMD,
Mars,
Ken Boothe,
Gerry Rafferty,
Saccharine Trust,
X-101,
The Fugs,
Tomorrow,
L. Decosne,
Fela Kuti,
Fatback Band,
Warsaw,
Lalann,
Andrew Hill,
Neu!,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Thompson Twins,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Section 25,
Brick,
Flipper,
Soul Sonic Force,
Jerry's Kids,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Blossom Toes,
Vainqueur,
Gil Scott Heron,
Peter & Gordon,
The Raincoats,
Ronnie Foster,
Michelle Simonal,
The Neon Judgement,
The Index,
Yaz,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Lungfish,
Gabor Szabo,
Jacob Miller,
ABC,
Terrestrial Tones,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
DJ Style,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Leonard Cohen,
the Germs,
The Techniques,
Pylon,
Talk Talk,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Wally Richardson,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Hasil Adkins,
La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf.
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.