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 Togo and from New York.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Portland.
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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Lungfish to the disco 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 New Order. All the underground hits.
All Connie Case tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jacob Miller record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a ABBA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
This Heat,
Talk Talk,
Sam Rivers,
Jacques Brel,
The Angels of Light,
The Golliwogs,
Scrapy,
Vainqueur,
Marvin Gaye,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Sight & Sound,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Throbbing Gristle,
Unrelated Segments,
Pylon,
Harmonia,
Darondo,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Gastr Del Sol,
Yaz,
Procol Harum,
Stetsasonic,
John Foxx,
Lebanon Hanover,
Thee Headcoats,
PIL,
Rod Modell,
Fugazi,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Laurel Aitken,
Moebius,
Bill Near,
Agent Orange,
David Axelrod,
Mark Hollis,
Davy DMX,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Alton Ellis,
Roxette,
Glenn Branca,
Danielle Patucci,
Slick Rick,
Tubeway Army,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Infiniti,
The Human League,
Television Personalities,
the Slits,
Derrick May,
Popol Vuh,
Symarip,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Buzzcocks,
Heaven 17,
Mr. Review,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Deadbeat,
The Neon Judgement,
The Smiths,
Shoche,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.