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 Belarus and from Hong Kong.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the guitar 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 Deakin to the disco 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 Delta 5. All the underground hits.
All The Jesus and Mary Chain tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warren Ellis 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Rundgren record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Intrusion,
Warsaw,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Slick Rick,
Reagan Youth,
Archie Shepp,
Isaac Hayes,
The Black Dice,
Tres Demented,
Jacques Brel,
The Saints,
The Sound,
Severed Heads,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Panda Bear,
Magma,
Derrick Morgan,
10cc,
Dual Sessions,
Niagra,
The Gun Club,
The Cure,
The Divine Comedy,
T. Rex,
Essential Logic,
Eurythmics,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Carl Craig,
Tears for Fears,
The Flesh Eaters,
Maleditus Sound,
The Buckinghams,
Interpol,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Black Bananas,
The Stooges,
Prince Buster,
Howard Jones,
Kool Moe Dee,
Soul Sonic Force,
Josef K,
Henry Cow,
Sixth Finger,
Joe Finger,
China Crisis,
Dorothy Ashby,
Adolescents,
Jeff Mills,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lalo Schifrin,
Rhythm & Sound,
Cameo,
The Slackers,
Colin Newman,
Donald Byrd,
Ultra Naté,
The Monochrome Set,
Gregory Isaacs,
Pantaleimon,
Amon Düül,
Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne.
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.