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 Guyana and from Lille.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Blossom Toes to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Japan. All the underground hits.
All The Move tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roxette 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Curtis Mayfield record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barry Ungar,
Black Moon,
Siglo XX,
Fluxion,
Index,
Hashim,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Gories,
Jeff Mills,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Darondo,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Star Department,
Make Up,
Sonny Sharrock,
Janne Schatter,
Inner City,
Soft Cell,
David McCallum,
David Bowie,
Stiv Bators,
8 Eyed Spy,
Scientists,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Porter Ricks,
Jeff Lynne,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Absolute Body Control,
A Certain Ratio,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Massinfluence,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Names,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Pop Group,
Sam Rivers,
The Wake,
Tres Demented,
The Skatalites,
Tim Buckley,
Adolescents,
Youth Brigade,
Smog,
Eric Dolphy,
Judy Mowatt,
James White and The Blacks,
L. Decosne,
AZ,
Thompson Twins,
Cybotron,
Pussy Galore,
a-ha,
Bronski Beat,
Funkadelic,
Wings,
Lyres,
Interpol,
Camouflage,
The Buckinghams,
The Vogues,
Bauhaus,
Marine Girls,
Andrew Hill,
The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds.
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.