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 Liechtenstein and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Sarah Menescal to the rap 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 Neil Young. All the underground hits.
All John Lydon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ash Ra Tempel 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Techniques record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Dolphy,
Livin' Joy,
Eric B and Rakim,
Jandek,
L. Decosne,
The Gories,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Letta Mbulu,
Pet Shop Boys,
Maleditus Sound,
B.T. Express,
The Shadows of Knight,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
David Axelrod,
Nik Kershaw,
Harmonia,
The Last Poets,
Ultravox,
Godley & Creme,
Aloha Tigers,
Royal Trux,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Pop Group,
Anthony Braxton,
Ronan,
Unwound,
Au Pairs,
Brass Construction,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Fugs,
Black Sheep,
Quando Quango,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Echospace,
Boogie Down Productions,
Das Ding,
Slave,
The New Christs,
Erykah Badu,
Kerri Chandler,
The Buckinghams,
Young Marble Giants,
8 Eyed Spy,
Lebanon Hanover,
Fear,
This Heat,
Chrome,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Kas Product,
Sister Nancy,
Crime,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Gil Scott Heron,
Pulsallama,
Neu!,
KRS-One,
The Neon Judgement,
E-Dancer,
Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!.
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.