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 St Lucia and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Youth Brigade to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 L. Decosne. All the underground hits.
All The Move tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pulsallama record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joey Negro record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
JFA,
Gastr Del Sol,
Flipper,
Matthew Bourne,
Motorama,
Michelle Simonal,
The Golliwogs,
Marshall Jefferson,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Standells,
Dennis Brown,
Avey Tare,
Terrestrial Tones,
Amazonics,
X-101,
The Motions,
New Age Steppers,
John Holt,
AZ,
Sonic Youth,
X-Ray Spex,
The New Christs,
the Bar-Kays,
Flamin' Groovies,
Livin' Joy,
Soft Machine,
The Techniques,
Royal Trux,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
David McCallum,
Zero Boys,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Khruangbin,
Crime,
Hot Snakes,
Oneida,
Spoonie Gee,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Ronnie Foster,
Slave,
Spandau Ballet,
Scott Walker,
La Düsseldorf,
The Fuzztones,
Jeru the Damaja,
Fluxion,
The Names,
The Associates,
the Association,
Drive Like Jehu,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Idris Muhammad,
Jacob Miller,
Ornette Coleman,
Bluetip,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Minutemen,
The Sound,
Bootsy Collins,
EPMD, EPMD, EPMD, EPMD.
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.