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 Solomon Islands and from Accra.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Basic Channel to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Fad Gadget. All the underground hits.
All Jimmy McGriff tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 spring reverb and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lee Hazlewood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Residents,
Eric Dolphy,
The Victims,
Ossler,
Arthur Verocai,
Sällskapet,
Roxette,
The Cure,
DJ Style,
Public Image Ltd.,
The United States of America,
Pulsallama,
Ice-T,
Slick Rick,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Bad Manners,
Dave Gahan,
Model 500,
Sam Rivers,
Clear Light,
Bronski Beat,
10cc,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Moss Icon,
Funky Four + One,
Stockholm Monsters,
Franke,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Techniques,
Godley & Creme,
U.S. Maple,
The Gap Band,
Zero Boys,
a-ha,
Gong,
Cluster,
Laurel Aitken,
The Music Machine,
CMW,
Slave,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Flash Fearless,
James White and The Blacks,
Morten Harket,
The Human League,
Aaron Thompson,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Mr. Review,
PIL,
Grandmaster Flash,
Babytalk,
The Fuzztones,
Terrestrial Tones,
Drive Like Jehu,
Outsiders,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Rod Modell,
Joe Finger,
John Coltrane,
Chris & Cosey,
Carl Craig,
Porter Ricks,
LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J.
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.