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 Bhutan and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 clarinet 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 Susan Cadogan to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Kevin Saunderson. All the underground hits.
All Yazoo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Faraquet 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Smog record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Kenny Larkin,
Godley & Creme,
Stetsasonic,
Ronnie Foster,
Ten City,
Be Bop Deluxe,
the Association,
a-ha,
Eric B and Rakim,
Neil Young,
Lakeside,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Prince Buster,
The Electric Prunes,
Todd Terry,
Altered Images,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
ABC,
Joy Division,
Monolake,
Sun City Girls,
Thompson Twins,
Reuben Wilson,
Lungfish,
Buzzcocks,
AZ,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Monks,
Laurel Aitken,
The Beau Brummels,
Radiohead,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Lightning Bolt,
The New Christs,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Television Personalities,
The Skatalites,
The Move,
Hardrive,
the Bar-Kays,
The Moody Blues,
Dorothy Ashby,
Morten Harket,
Parry Music,
The Techniques,
D'Angelo,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Qualms,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Nils Olav,
Young Marble Giants,
Tommy Roe,
Brass Construction,
Toni Rubio,
Lou Reed,
Ludus,
Henry Cow,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme.
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.