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 Andorra and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 Pole to the techno 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 EPMD. All the underground hits.
All Bizarre Inc. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every CMW record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Mills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skriet,
The Vogues,
Brand Nubian,
Dave Gahan,
Alice Coltrane,
Vainqueur,
Ten City,
The Skatalites,
La Düsseldorf,
Guru Guru,
Trumans Water,
the Germs,
Scrapy,
Pantytec,
Qualms,
Young Marble Giants,
The Move,
Tears for Fears,
Average White Band,
Lucky Dragons,
Jeru the Damaja,
Unwound,
Schoolly D,
MC5,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Jacob Miller,
Das Ding,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Litter,
Cameo,
Pylon,
Pantaleimon,
Siglo XX,
Lungfish,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Count Five,
Fugazi,
Ultimate Spinach,
Bauhaus,
AZ,
Henry Cow,
Shoche,
The Golliwogs,
Khruangbin,
Agent Orange,
T. Rex,
Quando Quango,
MDC,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Fatback Band,
Slave,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
David Bowie,
Agitation Free,
Cybotron,
Gil Scott Heron,
Andrew Hill,
One Last Wish,
The Happenings,
Shuggie Otis,
8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy.
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.