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 Mauritania and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 Tehran and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 chamberlin 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 China Crisis to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Bootsy Collins. All the underground hits.
All Essential Logic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jandek record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wolf Eyes,
Terrestrial Tones,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Tubeway Army,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Evens,
Technova,
The Busters,
Crooked Eye,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Marmalade,
The Remains,
Mark Hollis,
Easy Going,
The Count Five,
Stereo Dub,
One Last Wish,
The Fugs,
Echospace,
Man Eating Sloth,
Frankie Knuckles,
Skaos,
Carl Craig,
Fad Gadget,
Rufus Thomas,
Urselle,
Crispy Ambulance,
Flipper,
Jerry's Kids,
Gang Gang Dance,
Desert Stars,
David Axelrod,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
the Soft Cell,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Boz Scaggs,
Trumans Water,
Absolute Body Control,
Sex Pistols,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Yusef Lateef,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Deadbeat,
Alton Ellis,
Robert Hood,
Michelle Simonal,
Funky Four + One,
Sound Behaviour,
Barbara Tucker,
Erasure,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
the Fania All-Stars,
Josef K,
Lakeside,
The Fuzztones,
Japan,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Todd Rundgren,
Subhumans, Subhumans, Subhumans, Subhumans.
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.