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 Georgia and from Columbus.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 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 The Stooges to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme. All the underground hits.
All Q and Not U tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Maurizio,
Siglo XX,
Dawn Penn,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Television Personalities,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Yusef Lateef,
Suicide,
The Dirtbombs,
Nik Kershaw,
Swans,
Tomorrow,
Lucky Dragons,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Laurel Aitken,
The United States of America,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Simply Red,
The Busters,
Godley & Creme,
Colin Newman,
Moby Grape,
Thompson Twins,
Wire,
The Invisible,
Essential Logic,
Harry Pussy,
Alphaville,
Scrapy,
the Human League,
The Stooges,
Nico,
Ice-T,
Livin' Joy,
Brass Construction,
the Soft Cell,
Rotary Connection,
Outsiders,
Youth Brigade,
The Electric Prunes,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Skatalites,
Boredoms,
Brand Nubian,
Kerri Chandler,
Masters at Work,
Barrington Levy,
Drexciya,
D'Angelo,
Fort Wilson Riot,
David Axelrod,
Unrelated Segments,
Gichy Dan,
Donald Byrd,
Inner City,
Delta 5,
Babytalk,
the Normal, the Normal, the Normal, the Normal.
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.