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 India and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 theremin 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 Be Bop Deluxe to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Donald Byrd. All the underground hits.
All Ronan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lower 48 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ludus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Junior Murvin,
Slave,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Mars,
Bill Near,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Blancmange,
Drexciya,
The Walker Brothers,
Public Image Ltd.,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Young Marble Giants,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Technova,
Alice Coltrane,
Rod Modell,
Fear,
The Raincoats,
Adolescents,
Eric B and Rakim,
Wally Richardson,
Sun City Girls,
Outsiders,
Letta Mbulu,
Toni Rubio,
Wasted Youth,
Ossler,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Standells,
Theoretical Girls,
The Modern Lovers,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Doors,
Franke,
The Seeds,
Crooked Eye,
Parry Music,
These Immortal Souls,
The Beau Brummels,
Moss Icon,
Visage,
Tim Buckley,
Whodini,
Cybotron,
Shuggie Otis,
Deakin,
Surgeon,
Section 25,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Be Bop Deluxe,
UT,
Intrusion,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Connie Case,
Jeff Lynne,
Cymande,
R.M.O.,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Durutti Column,
The Dirtbombs,
Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside.
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.