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 Georgia 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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Pop Group to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 MDC. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eden Ahbez 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fluxion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Görl,
Derrick Morgan,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lebanon Hanover,
Magma,
Lindisfarne,
T.S.O.L.,
The Selecter,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Kas Product,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Dave Clark Five,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Toasters,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Masters at Work,
The Monks,
Mantronix,
Dawn Penn,
The Evens,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Matthew Halsall,
Country Teasers,
Goldenarms,
DJ Style,
Lee Hazlewood,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Charles Mingus,
Eli Mardock,
Reuben Wilson,
Gabor Szabo,
In Retrospect,
The Modern Lovers,
Bootsy Collins,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Pop Group,
Quantec,
Dave Gahan,
LL Cool J,
Mad Mike,
Barbara Tucker,
Procol Harum,
Chris & Cosey,
Fad Gadget,
EPMD,
Ice-T,
Talk Talk,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Nico,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
These Immortal Souls,
David Bowie,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Main Source,
Flash Fearless,
The Kinks,
Visage,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.