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 Cape Verde and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 MC5 to the techno 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 Easy Going. All the underground hits.
All Lizzy Mercier Descloux tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kas Product record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Infiniti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Bourne,
Crispian St. Peters,
Roy Ayers,
Traffic Nightmare,
Faraquet,
PIL,
Schoolly D,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Agent Orange,
Audionom,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Cal Tjader,
a-ha,
Kerri Chandler,
Robert Görl,
Ornette Coleman,
Pet Shop Boys,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Porter Ricks,
Das Ding,
48th St. Collective,
Susan Cadogan,
Carl Craig,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Grass Roots,
Khruangbin,
Intrusion,
Buzzcocks,
The Pretty Things,
Sexual Harrassment,
Eden Ahbez,
Skriet,
Infiniti,
Crispy Ambulance,
Leonard Cohen,
The Saints,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Television Personalities,
Excepter,
Tom Boy,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Remains,
Fad Gadget,
Bobbi Humphrey,
KRS-One,
Subhumans,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Gladiators,
Donald Byrd,
The Dirtbombs,
L. Decosne,
Ponytail,
Eurythmics,
Alphaville,
Q and Not U,
China Crisis,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Invisible,
Graham Central Station,
Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons.
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.