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 Canada and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 808 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 Drexciya to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Babytalk. All the underground hits.
All Ossler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Graham Central Station 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 a spring reverb and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brass Construction,
The Remains,
Excepter,
the Sonics,
Judy Mowatt,
Dave Gahan,
Neu!,
Warren Ellis,
Stockholm Monsters,
Porter Ricks,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Icehouse,
The Angels of Light,
Chrome,
Nik Kershaw,
Negative Approach,
Ponytail,
The Slackers,
Ultra Naté,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Count Five,
Roxette,
Lower 48,
John Holt,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Bill Wells,
Fatback Band,
Gerry Rafferty,
Barbara Tucker,
Pantytec,
The Flesh Eaters,
Sun Ra,
Aswad,
UT,
Deakin,
The Divine Comedy,
Au Pairs,
Lindisfarne,
The Slits,
Todd Rundgren,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Deepchord,
Kaleidoscope,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Gap Band,
Sound Behaviour,
Gregory Isaacs,
Basic Channel,
John Foxx,
Joe Smooth,
Swell Maps,
Gang Starr,
The Knickerbockers,
Hashim,
Darondo,
Flipper,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
X-102,
Joyce Sims,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Stetsasonic,
Grandmaster Flash,
Eli Mardock,
Lalann, Lalann, Lalann, Lalann.
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.