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 Armenia 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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Unrelated Segments to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Peter and Kerry. All the underground hits.
All Camberwell Now tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deadbeat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harpers Bizarre record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rufus Thomas,
LL Cool J,
Dennis Brown,
The American Breed,
Man Parrish,
Swans,
Neil Young,
Gregory Isaacs,
Technova,
The Gun Club,
The Mojo Men,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Surgeon,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Gladiators,
Lalann,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Joensuu 1685,
Toni Rubio,
Aloha Tigers,
Y Pants,
Alice Coltrane,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Black Flag,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Fuzztones,
Ralphi Rosario,
Avey Tare,
Roy Ayers,
Oneida,
Soul II Soul,
The Buckinghams,
Soul Sonic Force,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Henry Cow,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Mr. Review,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Bobby Womack,
Minny Pops,
Section 25,
Pole,
Fluxion,
Barbara Tucker,
The Divine Comedy,
Girls At Our Best!,
Todd Terry,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
ABC,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
John Foxx,
Joy Division,
Lucky Dragons,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Jerry's Kids,
Pantytec,
Joey Negro,
Rakim,
The Litter,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance.
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.