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 Japan and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Edmonton.
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 rhodes 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 UT to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Terrestrial Tones. All the underground hits.
All EPMD tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Basic Channel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Christie record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Y Pants,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Swell Maps,
Buzzcocks,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Pantaleimon,
Agent Orange,
David Axelrod,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Seeds,
Hasil Adkins,
Scratch Acid,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Grass Roots,
Vladislav Delay,
Archie Shepp,
the Human League,
Quando Quango,
Barbara Tucker,
Unrelated Segments,
Sun Ra,
Supertramp,
Fad Gadget,
Althea and Donna,
Fluxion,
The Vogues,
Marshall Jefferson,
Jacques Brel,
Pierre Henry,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Liliput,
Eddi Front,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Beau Brummels,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Fear,
These Immortal Souls,
Jawbox,
Tim Buckley,
Howard Jones,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Young Marble Giants,
Lee Hazlewood,
Warsaw,
Ossler,
Harpers Bizarre,
Television Personalities,
Wolf Eyes,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Scientists,
Todd Terry,
Procol Harum,
Popol Vuh,
Oblivians,
The Fuzztones,
Blancmange,
Roy Ayers,
Robert Hood,
The Shadows of Knight,
PIL,
Angry Samoans,
Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops.
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.