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 Belarus and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Mumbai.
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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Dual Sessions to the grime 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 Human League. All the underground hits.
All Young Marble Giants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every These Immortal Souls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delta 5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Misunderstood,
Joensuu 1685,
Roxy Music,
The Angels of Light,
Graham Central Station,
New Order,
Ossler,
Faust,
the Soft Cell,
Stiv Bators,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Danielle Patucci,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Q65,
The American Breed,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Deepchord,
Todd Terry,
Eddi Front,
Nick Fraelich,
Alison Limerick,
Crooked Eye,
Brothers Johnson,
Whodini,
Malaria!,
Cluster,
Lalann,
Nik Kershaw,
Accadde A,
The Standells,
Hasil Adkins,
Procol Harum,
JFA,
Jacob Miller,
X-101,
Glenn Branca,
Jandek,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Marcia Griffiths,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
L. Decosne,
Godley & Creme,
Pierre Henry,
Scratch Acid,
Skaos,
Soul II Soul,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Amazonics,
The Skatalites,
Bobby Hutcherson,
A Certain Ratio,
DJ Style,
Neil Young,
Al Stewart,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Tremeloes,
The Invisible,
Junior Murvin,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Pet Shop Boys,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Doors,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience.
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.