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 Rwanda and from Jakarta.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Pierre Henry to the techno 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 Cymande. All the underground hits.
All Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Section 25 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Saints record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Isaac Hayes,
Sonic Youth,
Moby Grape,
B.T. Express,
Oblivians,
Urselle,
Reuben Wilson,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Sister Nancy,
the Human League,
Crooked Eye,
Prince Buster,
The Moody Blues,
Jandek,
The Sound,
Vladislav Delay,
Erykah Badu,
LL Cool J,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Matthew Bourne,
Loose Ends,
Eurythmics,
Hot Snakes,
Can,
Henry Cow,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Frankie Knuckles,
Scientists,
John Cale,
Schoolly D,
Gerry Rafferty,
Nik Kershaw,
The Black Dice,
Iggy Pop,
the Association,
A Certain Ratio,
Sonny Sharrock,
Bootsy Collins,
The Smoke,
The United States of America,
The Young Rascals,
The Toasters,
Model 500,
The Blues Magoos,
The Zeros,
Ponytail,
Audionom,
Guru Guru,
Skriet,
Peter & Gordon,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Khruangbin,
Los Fastidios,
Traffic Nightmare,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Grandmaster Flash,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight.
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.