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 Togo and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Model 500 to the punk 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 Ituana. All the underground hits.
All LL Cool J tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marc Almond record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 a theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DNA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Electric Light Orchestra,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Nick Fraelich,
Black Pus,
Connie Case,
Animal Collective,
Scientists,
Television,
Television Personalities,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Fat Boys,
T.S.O.L.,
The New Christs,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Interpol,
Lalo Schifrin,
Crime,
Anakelly,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Don Cherry,
Joey Negro,
Public Enemy,
Kerri Chandler,
The Red Krayola,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Nils Olav,
Ultimate Spinach,
Marshall Jefferson,
Man Eating Sloth,
Dawn Penn,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
John Foxx,
Franke,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Shoche,
R.M.O.,
Roxy Music,
Tom Boy,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Hashim,
Agitation Free,
Piero Umiliani,
Bang On A Can,
Eve St. Jones,
Sexual Harrassment,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Vogues,
Joensuu 1685,
Jeff Mills,
Siglo XX,
Icehouse,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Birthday Party,
Jeru the Damaja,
Yusef Lateef,
The United States of America,
Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron.
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.