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 Austria and from Spokane.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Frankie Knuckles to the rock 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 H. Thieme. All the underground hits.
All The Monochrome Set tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aswad record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scrapy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Basic Channel,
Easy Going,
Robert Hood,
DJ Style,
Black Bananas,
Janne Schatter,
Hashim,
Soul II Soul,
Yazoo,
Danielle Patucci,
Man Eating Sloth,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
cv313,
Jerry's Kids,
Stereo Dub,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The New Christs,
FM Einheit,
Theoretical Girls,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lungfish,
Junior Murvin,
Sun Ra,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Country Joe & The Fish,
D'Angelo,
Massinfluence,
The Electric Prunes,
Unwound,
Ultravox,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
JFA,
The Blackbyrds,
Blancmange,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Faraquet,
Altered Images,
Grauzone,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Trumans Water,
Radiopuhelimet,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Flesh Eaters,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Brothers Johnson,
Dark Day,
Electric Prunes,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Dave Clark Five,
Johnny Clarke,
The J.B.'s,
Quadrant,
The Durutti Column,
The Fire Engines,
In Retrospect,
Wolf Eyes,
Circle Jerks,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Interpol,
Goldenarms,
The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band.
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.