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 Canada and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Neu! to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Schoolly D. All the underground hits.
All Qualms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scientists record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Essential Logic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum 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 Beau Brummels,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Pagans,
Janne Schatter,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Camouflage,
The Velvet Underground,
Desert Stars,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Quantec,
Lakeside,
Franke,
The Pretty Things,
Lightning Bolt,
The Star Department,
Aaron Thompson,
Roy Ayers,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Nico,
The Cramps,
Traffic Nightmare,
Nils Olav,
Brothers Johnson,
The Victims,
Brand Nubian,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Quadrant,
Minny Pops,
Howard Jones,
The Skatalites,
Fat Boys,
Goldenarms,
Japan,
Neu!,
Clear Light,
Unrelated Segments,
Model 500,
Blancmange,
Dark Day,
DJ Style,
Simply Red,
Al Stewart,
Lindisfarne,
Sixth Finger,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Remains,
The Barracudas,
the Sonics,
the Soft Cell,
DJ Sneak,
The Five Americans,
Laurel Aitken,
Erasure,
Television Personalities,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Blues Magoos,
Tropical Tobacco,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Robert Hood, Robert Hood, Robert Hood, Robert Hood.
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.