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 Kyrgyzstan and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Easy Going to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Accadde A. All the underground hits.
All The Move 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sight & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
X-Ray Spex,
Lebanon Hanover,
Fatback Band,
Idris Muhammad,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Divine Comedy,
Harry Pussy,
Average White Band,
The Smoke,
Grandmaster Flash,
Q65,
Dual Sessions,
Radio Birdman,
The Dirtbombs,
Royal Trux,
Altered Images,
Sällskapet,
Glambeats Corp.,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Skarface,
Liliput,
The Velvet Underground,
Blossom Toes,
The Fuzztones,
Das Ding,
Second Layer,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bluetip,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Monks,
B.T. Express,
Agitation Free,
Brick,
Charles Mingus,
Goldenarms,
The Gun Club,
Sexual Harrassment,
Ronnie Foster,
Max Romeo,
Alton Ellis,
Fat Boys,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Cosmic Jokers,
T. Rex,
LL Cool J,
Gang of Four,
Crispian St. Peters,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Techniques,
Groovy Waters,
Ludus,
The Mojo Men,
Pere Ubu,
PIL,
Kerrie Biddell,
the Germs,
Laurel Aitken,
Scan 7,
Bobbi Humphrey,
the Slits,
Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments.
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.