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 Chad and from Taipei.
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 Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Idris Muhammad to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Eric B and Rakim. All the underground hits.
All Kaleidoscope tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lonnie Liston Smith record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Main Source record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Faraquet,
Mantronix,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
the Slits,
Bob Dylan,
Tommy Roe,
Goldenarms,
Colin Newman,
Second Layer,
The Last Poets,
La Düsseldorf,
Joey Negro,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Dead Boys,
Michelle Simonal,
Peter & Gordon,
Maleditus Sound,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Public Image Ltd.,
Letta Mbulu,
F. McDonald,
Blancmange,
The Saints,
Royal Trux,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Yusef Lateef,
Hot Snakes,
Tears for Fears,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Tomorrow,
Sixth Finger,
Carl Craig,
CMW,
Terrestrial Tones,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Gap Band,
Ponytail,
Groovy Waters,
The Grass Roots,
Pere Ubu,
Main Source,
Howard Jones,
FM Einheit,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Echospace,
Technova,
Theoretical Girls,
Eurythmics,
Tom Boy,
Basic Channel,
The Blues Magoos,
Quantec,
the Normal,
the Swans,
DNA,
Freddie Wadling,
Boredoms,
Eric Dolphy,
Lalann,
Lightning Bolt,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis.
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.