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 Japan and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Procol Harum to the rap 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 DJ Style. All the underground hits.
All Todd Terry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ponytail 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a ABC record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed,
Aaron Thompson,
Aloha Tigers,
Joe Smooth,
Porter Ricks,
Urselle,
The Mojo Men,
Basic Channel,
Q and Not U,
Drexciya,
Glambeats Corp.,
K-Klass,
New Order,
X-Ray Spex,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Excepter,
Laurel Aitken,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
David Bowie,
Pere Ubu,
UT,
Bluetip,
Outsiders,
Peter & Gordon,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Johnny Clarke,
Desert Stars,
Alphaville,
ABBA,
Los Fastidios,
the Slits,
the Bar-Kays,
The Alarm Clocks,
Absolute Body Control,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Crash Course in Science,
Joe Finger,
Carl Craig,
Jimmy McGriff,
Circle Jerks,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Sonny Sharrock,
Ronnie Foster,
Crooked Eye,
Hot Snakes,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Loose Ends,
Vladislav Delay,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Durutti Column,
Whodini,
The Litter,
U.S. Maple,
Howard Jones,
Can,
Jandek,
Faraquet,
Cybotron,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
DNA,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots.
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.