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 Guatemala and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Toronto.
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 linndrum 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 Reuben Wilson to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Tremeloes. All the underground hits.
All Scion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Audionom 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visage record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Mills,
E-Dancer,
New Age Steppers,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Sonics,
Kerri Chandler,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Absolute Body Control,
Interpol,
Barry Ungar,
The United States of America,
Glenn Branca,
Parry Music,
Cheater Slicks,
Excepter,
Soft Machine,
Jawbox,
Bobby Byrd,
Stiv Bators,
Gang Gang Dance,
Bizarre Inc.,
Dawn Penn,
Zero Boys,
Aloha Tigers,
Monks,
The American Breed,
Negative Approach,
Arcadia,
Delon & Dalcan,
a-ha,
Lakeside,
Faust,
Talk Talk,
Matthew Halsall,
Albert Ayler,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Angels of Light,
DJ Style,
Wings,
Funky Four + One,
Au Pairs,
Pantytec,
MC5,
The Gories,
Khruangbin,
Vladislav Delay,
Wolf Eyes,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Fugazi,
Q and Not U,
Pet Shop Boys,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
John Lydon,
Letta Mbulu,
Spandau Ballet,
kango's stein massive,
Organ,
Glambeats Corp.,
Harmonia,
Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes.
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.