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 Spain and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 808 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 Yusef Lateef to the dance 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 Bush Tetras. All the underground hits.
All Oblivians tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every K-Klass 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun City Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sarah Menescal,
X-Ray Spex,
Robert Hood,
Skaos,
The Saints,
Gang of Four,
The Slackers,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Absolute Body Control,
Alison Limerick,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Schoolly D,
Camouflage,
Soul Sonic Force,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Vainqueur,
Massinfluence,
The Barracudas,
Radiohead,
The Associates,
Nirvana,
Wally Richardson,
Mo-Dettes,
The Doobie Brothers,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Frankie Knuckles,
DJ Sneak,
Technova,
Crash Course in Science,
Bauhaus,
Nik Kershaw,
Cecil Taylor,
Spandau Ballet,
Jimmy McGriff,
Gregory Isaacs,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Neon Judgement,
Quadrant,
Bluetip,
The American Breed,
Nick Fraelich,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Sonics,
Average White Band,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Standells,
Ossler,
Accadde A,
Bizarre Inc.,
Drexciya,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Barbara Tucker,
The Electric Prunes,
Matthew Halsall,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Newcleus,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Glambeats Corp.,
Don Cherry,
Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover.
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.