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 Grenada and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Soulsonic Force to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Infiniti. All the underground hits.
All The Trojans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiohead record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
10cc,
Minny Pops,
Lou Reed,
Ludus,
The American Breed,
Donny Hathaway,
Maleditus Sound,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Metal Thangz,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Malaria!,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Red Krayola,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Boz Scaggs,
The Gap Band,
Roger Hodgson,
The Detroit Cobras,
Symarip,
These Immortal Souls,
Avey Tare,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Blossom Toes,
DJ Sneak,
Todd Terry,
Sällskapet,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Sonic Youth,
Connie Case,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Martian,
Gang Starr,
Gang of Four,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Underground Resistance,
Goldenarms,
The J.B.'s,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Barbara Tucker,
Amon Düül II,
Cluster,
Quantec,
New York Dolls,
Rosa Yemen,
Cal Tjader,
Gregory Isaacs,
Toni Rubio,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Scratch Acid,
Mark Hollis,
The Kinks,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
the Bar-Kays,
The Wake,
ABC,
Spoonie Gee,
Wire,
Young Marble Giants,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx.
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.