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 South Sudan and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Pere Ubu to the punk 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 Pantytec. All the underground hits.
All Radiohead tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brick record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 a chamberlin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a E-Dancer record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sonics,
Harmonia,
Sam Rivers,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Grandmaster Flash,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
JFA,
Zero Boys,
The Angels of Light,
Ossler,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Duran Duran,
Absolute Body Control,
Talk Talk,
Ituana,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Fela Kuti,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Quadrant,
Massinfluence,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Misunderstood,
Pharoah Sanders,
Letta Mbulu,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Gang Gang Dance,
Pantytec,
Sonny Sharrock,
Nils Olav,
Niagra,
Lungfish,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Freddie Wadling,
The Litter,
Todd Terry,
Hashim,
kango's stein massive,
The Invisible,
Ludus,
the Association,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Crash Course in Science,
Mo-Dettes,
The Blackbyrds,
Ornette Coleman,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Fuzztones,
Malaria!,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Alice Coltrane,
Livin' Joy,
Franke,
Spoonie Gee,
Amon Düül II,
the Normal,
Fad Gadget,
Josef K,
Soft Cell,
Lou Reed,
The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers.
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.