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 Comoros and from Paris.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 guitar 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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Motions. All the underground hits.
All The Real Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Litter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 marimba and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lee Hazlewood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mark Hollis,
Bronski Beat,
Basic Channel,
Goldenarms,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Delon & Dalcan,
Joey Negro,
Sister Nancy,
Cybotron,
The Tremeloes,
Ohio Players,
the Association,
H. Thieme,
Severed Heads,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pharoah Sanders,
Janne Schatter,
Grey Daturas,
Ice-T,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Marshall Jefferson,
Animal Collective,
Y Pants,
Little Man,
Black Moon,
Pantytec,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Slackers,
Pierre Henry,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ornette Coleman,
The Gun Club,
Main Source,
Outsiders,
Half Japanese,
Be Bop Deluxe,
KRS-One,
Maurizio,
Donald Byrd,
The Pop Group,
One Last Wish,
Johnny Osbourne,
Eden Ahbez,
Kerri Chandler,
Visage,
Procol Harum,
Kevin Saunderson,
Connie Case,
Make Up,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Fire Engines,
The Cowsills,
Echospace,
Loose Ends,
Faraquet,
Pulsallama,
kango's stein massive,
Andrew Hill,
Yellowson,
Pylon, Pylon, Pylon, Pylon.
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.