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 Ireland and from Tokyo.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Woodstock.
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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 A Certain Ratio to the crunk 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 Kevin Saunderson. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kurtis Blow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cal Tjader record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pet Shop Boys,
Dual Sessions,
Matthew Bourne,
Dave Gahan,
Qualms,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Eurythmics,
Alice Coltrane,
Cheater Slicks,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Lucky Dragons,
Fluxion,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Patti Smith,
The Wake,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Agitation Free,
Marcia Griffiths,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Barracudas,
Inner City,
The Moleskins,
Banda Bassotti,
Wings,
Royal Trux,
The United States of America,
Young Marble Giants,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Litter,
Ponytail,
The Sonics,
Rufus Thomas,
Organ,
Neil Young,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Khruangbin,
Unwound,
A Certain Ratio,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Knickerbockers,
Scientists,
David Axelrod,
The Martian,
Kerri Chandler,
Minutemen,
Black Bananas,
Television,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
FM Einheit,
Aaron Thompson,
Scan 7,
Skarface,
The Gun Club,
The Gories,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Ralphi Rosario,
Sällskapet,
Sarah Menescal,
Electric Prunes,
Angry Samoans,
John Holt, John Holt, John Holt, John Holt.
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.