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 Libya and from Manchester.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Louis and Bebe Barron 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 Bill Near. All the underground hits.
All Funkadelic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris & Cosey 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 synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Saccharine Trust,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Animal Collective,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Soul Sonic Force,
Symarip,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Kaleidoscope,
The Slackers,
Spoonie Gee,
Don Cherry,
Eric Dolphy,
Fatback Band,
The Human League,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Unrelated Segments,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Qualms,
The Associates,
ABBA,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Rakim,
Wings,
Whodini,
Robert Hood,
Deepchord,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Ultimate Spinach,
the Germs,
Metal Thangz,
Barbara Tucker,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Beau Brummels,
B.T. Express,
Idris Muhammad,
Icehouse,
Duran Duran,
Radio Birdman,
Henry Cow,
Angry Samoans,
Toni Rubio,
Marmalade,
Pet Shop Boys,
Tropical Tobacco,
Althea and Donna,
Moss Icon,
Wolf Eyes,
Bill Near,
The Cowsills,
Young Marble Giants,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Japan,
Minor Threat,
Magazine,
Tom Boy,
Nas,
Skarface,
Q and Not U,
Yaz,
The Flesh Eaters,
Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal.
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.