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 Tuvalu and from Accra.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Shanghai.
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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Desert Stars to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Von Mondo. All the underground hits.
All Rekid tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marshall Jefferson 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David McCallum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sisters of Mercy,
Kas Product,
Scratch Acid,
Yellowson,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Moody Blues,
Bluetip,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Public Enemy,
Swans,
Eric Copeland,
Grandmaster Flash,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Jeff Mills,
Lakeside,
John Cale,
E-Dancer,
Minnie Riperton,
Michelle Simonal,
Stereo Dub,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Fugs,
Johnny Osbourne,
Sun Ra,
Gang of Four,
Das Ding,
Deepchord,
Scan 7,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Skatalites,
The Names,
Cheater Slicks,
The Pretty Things,
Metal Thangz,
Neil Young,
Interpol,
Visage,
Saccharine Trust,
The Moleskins,
Skarface,
The Invisible,
Brass Construction,
Dual Sessions,
Yaz,
Dead Boys,
H. Thieme,
Patti Smith,
Second Layer,
The Knickerbockers,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Mark Hollis,
Deadbeat,
Fela Kuti,
Donald Byrd,
The Monks,
Ultra Naté,
Tres Demented,
Cecil Taylor,
Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant.
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.