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 Netherlands and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 arpeggiator 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 Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog 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 Sly & The Family Stone. All the underground hits.
All Todd Rundgren tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-101 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Andrew Hill record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lungfish,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Black Sheep,
Faust,
The United States of America,
CMW,
Gabor Szabo,
Duran Duran,
Peter & Gordon,
Jacob Miller,
Henry Cow,
Marcia Griffiths,
Connie Case,
Freddie Wadling,
Mo-Dettes,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Grey Daturas,
Magazine,
Aaron Thompson,
Black Moon,
The Monks,
The Moleskins,
the Swans,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
John Coltrane,
Piero Umiliani,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Robert Görl,
Goldenarms,
Minor Threat,
Infiniti,
Basic Channel,
Unrelated Segments,
Agent Orange,
Television,
Altered Images,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Sound,
Heaven 17,
Eli Mardock,
Fear,
Oblivians,
Kayak,
Scientists,
Ice-T,
The Walker Brothers,
cv313,
Erasure,
Talk Talk,
Angry Samoans,
Young Marble Giants,
The Misunderstood,
Stockholm Monsters,
Section 25,
Parry Music,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Cameo,
These Immortal Souls,
Kerri Chandler,
Schoolly D, Schoolly D, Schoolly D, Schoolly D.
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.