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 Guinea and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 Manila and New York.
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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Kenny Larkin to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Delon & Dalcan. All the underground hits.
All Sonny Sharrock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Star Department 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Rotary Connection,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Nico,
Mr. Review,
The Raincoats,
the Slits,
The Sound,
Minutemen,
X-Ray Spex,
New York Dolls,
the Association,
E-Dancer,
The Associates,
Spandau Ballet,
Girls At Our Best!,
Ronnie Foster,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Pole,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ronan,
Warren Ellis,
Neu!,
Brand Nubian,
Chrome,
Idris Muhammad,
Peter and Kerry,
Lalo Schifrin,
Fat Boys,
Ultra Naté,
Marvin Gaye,
Flipper,
the Germs,
Yellowson,
Junior Murvin,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Deepchord,
The Star Department,
Crispy Ambulance,
Reuben Wilson,
Wasted Youth,
Roxy Music,
R.M.O.,
Rosa Yemen,
Boredoms,
Sonic Youth,
Thompson Twins,
Harmonia,
Frankie Knuckles,
Ornette Coleman,
Sparks,
a-ha,
Anakelly,
Hardrive,
Electric Prunes,
Marine Girls,
Stetsasonic,
U.S. Maple,
Rufus Thomas,
In Retrospect,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bobby Sherman,
Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes.
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.