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 Lithuania and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 synthesizer 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 Louis and Bebe Barron to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark. All the underground hits.
All Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Liliput 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camberwell Now record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Young Marble Giants,
Sight & Sound,
Chris & Cosey,
The Slackers,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Cecil Taylor,
Brand Nubian,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Anthony Braxton,
Pet Shop Boys,
Lyres,
Rotary Connection,
Roxy Music,
UT,
Scientists,
Whodini,
Pantytec,
Susan Cadogan,
Talk Talk,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Walker Brothers,
Moss Icon,
The United States of America,
Ossler,
Howard Jones,
The Fuzztones,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Sonic Youth,
Warsaw,
Ohio Players,
Kas Product,
The Selecter,
John Coltrane,
Blake Baxter,
The Victims,
Black Bananas,
Stereo Dub,
Peter and Kerry,
cv313,
Circle Jerks,
Lightning Bolt,
Average White Band,
Blossom Toes,
Supertramp,
Slave,
Marshall Jefferson,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Hashim,
Rakim,
H. Thieme,
Lee Hazlewood,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Radiopuhelimet,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Matthew Bourne,
Lebanon Hanover,
Terrestrial Tones,
Depeche Mode,
The Associates,
Theoretical Girls, Theoretical Girls, Theoretical Girls, Theoretical Girls.
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.