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 Iran and from Delhi.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Royal Family And The Poor to the funk 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 Liaisons Dangereuses. All the underground hits.
All Hasil Adkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Order record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kaleidoscope record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lebanon Hanover,
Silicon Teens,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Marc Almond,
Donny Hathaway,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Ralphi Rosario,
Smog,
Boredoms,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Wake,
Glenn Branca,
The Pretty Things,
Ken Boothe,
LL Cool J,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Bobby Sherman,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Unwound,
Audionom,
Metal Thangz,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Fugs,
Kas Product,
Camberwell Now,
Television Personalities,
Juan Atkins,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Mojo Men,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Youth Brigade,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ludus,
Subhumans,
Dead Boys,
Guru Guru,
DNA,
Brick,
Albert Ayler,
Patti Smith,
Wire,
Tim Buckley,
Faust,
John Holt,
Eric Dolphy,
Minutemen,
Peter & Gordon,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Monochrome Set,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Pulsallama,
New York Dolls,
Pole,
Amon Düül,
The United States of America,
Banda Bassotti,
Harmonia,
The Buckinghams,
Mars,
The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column.
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.