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 St Lucia and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Crispy Ambulance to the jazz 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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo. All the underground hits.
All Pylon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mary Jane Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 synthesizer and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Loose Ends record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Morten Harket,
Amazonics,
Newcleus,
Suburban Knight,
Jeru the Damaja,
Section 25,
Faust,
The Raincoats,
Harpers Bizarre,
Nas,
Joy Division,
Graham Central Station,
Crime,
Brick,
The Cramps,
Matthew Halsall,
Sällskapet,
Derrick Morgan,
Infiniti,
Tom Boy,
The Move,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Camberwell Now,
Moby Grape,
Crash Course in Science,
Mandrill,
The Blackbyrds,
A Certain Ratio,
Country Teasers,
The Fortunes,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Alarm Clocks,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Jandek,
Boredoms,
Scan 7,
Prince Buster,
Al Stewart,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Barracudas,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Roxette,
Royal Trux,
R.M.O.,
the Human League,
Black Flag,
Marc Almond,
The Gladiators,
The Mummies,
Ultra Naté,
Connie Case,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Gang of Four,
Chris & Cosey,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Outsiders,
Donny Hathaway,
The Pop Group,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Sparks,
Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection.
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.