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 Liechtenstein and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 theremin 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 Von Mondo to the jazz 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 Kas Product. All the underground hits.
All Massinfluence tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Neon Judgement record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joyce Sims record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brick,
Sparks,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Danielle Patucci,
Howard Jones,
Fat Boys,
Eric Copeland,
John Coltrane,
Joey Negro,
Josef K,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Tropical Tobacco,
Barry Ungar,
Skarface,
Maleditus Sound,
Stereo Dub,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
cv313,
Country Teasers,
Thompson Twins,
Gerry Rafferty,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Davy DMX,
Visage,
Peter & Gordon,
Graham Central Station,
Surgeon,
The Seeds,
Bauhaus,
JFA,
Idris Muhammad,
Zero Boys,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Subhumans,
Amazonics,
Soft Machine,
Accadde A,
Judy Mowatt,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Fall,
Curtis Mayfield,
Stiv Bators,
Moby Grape,
Michelle Simonal,
Lou Christie,
Duran Duran,
LL Cool J,
Rakim,
Ronan,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Public Enemy,
Todd Rundgren,
Throbbing Gristle,
Skaos,
The Five Americans,
The Standells,
Jimmy McGriff,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Tremeloes,
Soft Cell,
Shoche,
Outsiders, Outsiders, Outsiders, Outsiders.
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.