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 Egypt and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 güiro 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 DJ Style to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 CMW. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Order record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Blues Magoos,
Mantronix,
Gichy Dan,
Black Flag,
Black Moon,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Sight & Sound,
Hoover,
A Certain Ratio,
Crime,
Cal Tjader,
The Neon Judgement,
Frankie Knuckles,
Leonard Cohen,
Accadde A,
Jimmy McGriff,
Ten City,
Animal Collective,
Loose Ends,
Graham Central Station,
Scan 7,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Unwound,
The Cure,
The Sound,
MC5,
Oneida,
The Modern Lovers,
Lou Reed,
Jesper Dahlback,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Minutemen,
Ossler,
Ponytail,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Pylon,
David McCallum,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Bill Near,
Sexual Harrassment,
Lou Christie,
Kaleidoscope,
The Durutti Column,
Arthur Verocai,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Mad Mike,
The Techniques,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Procol Harum,
Circle Jerks,
Marshall Jefferson,
X-101,
Janne Schatter,
Johnny Clarke,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Suburban Knight,
The Fall,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade.
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.