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 Vanuatu and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 sitar 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 Pole to the disco 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 Motorama. All the underground hits.
All It's A Beautiful Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ash Ra Tempel 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chris & Cosey record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fall,
Nas,
Laurel Aitken,
Rapeman,
Dual Sessions,
Graham Central Station,
The Red Krayola,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Derrick Morgan,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Make Up,
The Music Machine,
June of 44,
Blancmange,
Heaven 17,
Scan 7,
Kevin Saunderson,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Terry Callier,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
David Axelrod,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Easy Going,
The Slits,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Althea and Donna,
Groovy Waters,
Tim Buckley,
Erasure,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Susan Cadogan,
Lindisfarne,
DNA,
The Knickerbockers,
Minnie Riperton,
Barry Ungar,
The Monochrome Set,
Colin Newman,
Grauzone,
Sugar Minott,
Mantronix,
John Coltrane,
Newcleus,
Surgeon,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sight & Sound,
Nik Kershaw,
Blake Baxter,
D'Angelo,
H. Thieme,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
T. Rex,
The American Breed,
Khruangbin,
Faraquet,
Avey Tare,
Hoover,
The Gories,
Robert Hood,
Tom Boy, Tom Boy, Tom Boy, Tom Boy.
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.