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 Georgia and from Seoul.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Carl Craig to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 the Human League. All the underground hits.
All K-Klass tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Essential Logic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 an arpeggiator and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Teasers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Trojans,
Black Sheep,
Spandau Ballet,
Piero Umiliani,
Stiv Bators,
Scott Walker,
Jacques Brel,
Camouflage,
Derrick May,
DJ Sneak,
Gil Scott Heron,
June Days,
Steve Hackett,
Outsiders,
Tres Demented,
Procol Harum,
The Vogues,
The Buckinghams,
Leonard Cohen,
Fluxion,
The Red Krayola,
The Human League,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sun Ra,
Au Pairs,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Vladislav Delay,
Vainqueur,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Arab on Radar,
Liliput,
The Walker Brothers,
Kayak,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Yusef Lateef,
The Monks,
Ash Ra Tempel,
PIL,
Black Moon,
Malaria!,
Joyce Sims,
Boredoms,
The Zeros,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Deepchord,
The Names,
Amon Düül,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Brand Nubian,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Schoolly D,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Hoover,
Sight & Sound,
the Bar-Kays,
Cluster,
Harpers Bizarre,
Pantaleimon,
Lalann,
Maleditus Sound,
Talk Talk,
Amon Düül II,
The Fall, The Fall, The Fall, The Fall.
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.