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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 Animal Collective to the grime 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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs. All the underground hits.
All Hardrive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vaughan Mason & Crew 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Make Up record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Unrelated Segments,
Animal Collective,
The Evens,
Derrick May,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Agitation Free,
Shuggie Otis,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Minutemen,
Youth Brigade,
L. Decosne,
The Real Kids,
Slick Rick,
Eve St. Jones,
Sparks,
Eric B and Rakim,
Althea and Donna,
Livin' Joy,
Hoover,
Junior Murvin,
Deadbeat,
Erasure,
Rosa Yemen,
Deepchord,
Dark Day,
Audionom,
Peter and Kerry,
Rites of Spring,
Popol Vuh,
Fugazi,
Echospace,
EPMD,
UT,
Lakeside,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Camberwell Now,
Glenn Branca,
Brand Nubian,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Doobie Brothers,
Minny Pops,
Lalo Schifrin,
Kaleidoscope,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Schoolly D,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Pagans,
Tommy Roe,
Dawn Penn,
T. Rex,
8 Eyed Spy,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ornette Coleman,
Judy Mowatt,
Theoretical Girls,
John Foxx,
Talk Talk,
Second Layer,
The Fall,
The Star Department,
Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army.
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.