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 Canada and from Beijing.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Quadrant to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Fluxion. All the underground hits.
All Freddie Wadling tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neu! record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mantronix,
Average White Band,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Half Japanese,
Khruangbin,
Wire,
Pantaleimon,
Scientists,
Public Image Ltd.,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Avey Tare,
Terrestrial Tones,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
H. Thieme,
The Kinks,
Cecil Taylor,
Gang Starr,
Cluster,
the Sonics,
OOIOO,
Blancmange,
Ultimate Spinach,
Chris Corsano,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Gerry Rafferty,
DJ Style,
Pharoah Sanders,
Desert Stars,
Brothers Johnson,
In Retrospect,
New Order,
Zero Boys,
DNA,
Bill Near,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
ABC,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Buckinghams,
David McCallum,
China Crisis,
X-102,
Jimmy McGriff,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Harry Pussy,
Michelle Simonal,
Andrew Hill,
Sparks,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Dark Day,
Qualms,
Magma,
David Axelrod,
Dual Sessions,
Lou Christie,
Susan Cadogan,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Section 25,
B.T. Express,
The Real Kids,
Sarah Menescal,
Dawn Penn,
Silicon Teens,
Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne.
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.